Monday March 24, 2003
Midtown Park Place – Houston, Texas
Stephanie’s backside was more than pleasing to watch as she made her way into the bathroom. They were still very much newlyweds, and Harry wasn’t afraid to lie there and enjoy the turn his life had taken. It didn’t take long to decide he was better off to get up and make some dinner.
If he was to have any hope of coming back to bed before he went to sleep tonight…
There were a lot of reasons to love Stephanie, but his favorite was that she’d eat macaroni and cheese with hot dogs in it while wearing a plunging black negligee like it was filet mignon and truly enjoy it. She asked him about his day, laughing when he told her his ‘bad joke of the day.’ Evidently, there was a fine line between comforting her for her bad day and sex on the kitchen table, but, as the saying went, there were worse problems to have.
Harry spent the next few hours paying bills and catching up on some paperwork, and Stephanie made out her grocery list for tomorrow. Before either knew it, the time had come for a shower and bed again – to sleep, this time.
The peace of the evening stood in stark contrast to the morning that followed. It wasn’t that either of them hated their job – quite the contrary, actually. They just preferred each other’s company to a day of cubicles, workmates, and deadlines.
Knowing that tomorrow night was just a day away brought a lot of comfort, though.