I sighed. “Brendon loves me and I am having fun.”

“How many times did you have sex in Vegas?” she asked. “Why are you hesitating to answer my question? You did have sex, right?”

“No,” I replied as I looked away from the computer.

“WHAT! WHO GOES TO VEGAS WITH THEIR BOYFRIEND AND DOESN’T HAVE SEX?!” she yelled with her hands flying around.

“He was drunk most of the time or out all night with his friends.”

“While you sat in the hotel room by yourself?” she asked with a frown. “Wake up, Gabby. I can’t stand to see you being treated like that anymore. For fuck’s sake. I know damn well he had sex with other women in Vegas or at least with his boy toys.”

“He would never cheat on me.”

“UGH, Gabby!” she exclaimed as she shook her computer screen.

“I have to go, G. I need to figure out what to make for dinner before Brendon gets home.”

“Well, whatever you make, I hope he chokes on it.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’ll talk to you later.”

I got up from my chair and took some chicken from the freezer. I scoured my produce drawer and had enough vegetables to make a stir-fry.

****

It was around eight o’clock when Brendon walked through the door.

“Hey,” he said as he walked over and kissed my cheek.

“You smell like a woman.” I frowned.

“You just wouldn’t believe the day I had. We hired this new secretary and I swear she took a bath in her perfume before she came into the office. I had to tell her that she can’t wear it anymore or else I’d have to let her go.”

“It was that bad?”

“Yeah, babe. It was that bad. Everything she handed me reeked of her perfume. I’m actually going to take a quick shower to wash it off. It’s making me sick.”

I smiled as I began unbuttoning his shirt. “I can help you wash it all off.”

He took hold of my hands and put them down. “Sorry, babe. If I let you do that, then we won’t eat until later and I’m starving. Give me ten minutes. It smells amazing in here. I can’t wait to eat.” He winked as he headed to the bathroom.

As I was getting ready for bed, I caught Brendon staring at me through the full-length mirror.

“Thank you for dinner. It was good. I like coming home after a long day of work to your home-cooked meals.” He walked over and placed his hands on my hips as his lips trailed across my neck.

“You’re welcome.”

“I know it’s been a while since we fucked, but if you’re up to it, I’m game. But first, let me turn off the light.”

“Why can’t we have sex with the lights on for once?” I asked.