Chapter 7

“Right behind you.”

“I think we’ve played this scene before,” I said, and smiled as I got up and headed to the bathroom.

In what seemed like no time, we were sitting at a table on the terrace perusing the menu. Two hours after that, full of grilled salmon, side dishes, and the better part of a bottle of Pinot Grigio, we were sound asleep.

The next morning I woke up and glanced over to find Charles lying on his side, looking at me.

“What are you doing?”

“Just lying here looking at you,” he said, “and wondering how I ever got so lucky.”

“That’s every bit a two-way street, babe, and you know it.” I snuggled face to face and body to body with him and said, “I don’t know about you, but I can barely remember the last time I slept so well and woke up so relaxed.”

“All it took was a full-body massage, a few orgasms, and the equivalent of almost a bottle of wine each.”

“Do you think we could market that treatment?”