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We just need a little bit of fun in this house. Though,apparently, my random watch parties with the staff and dancing sprees with Ari are already too much fun for my grump of a husband.
He’ll come around. The entire house will.
Sam says we’ll change the menu to cook something I love, so if I screw it up, I’ll be the only one who has to eat it.
Rude.
We opt for lentil soup. Simple enough, I guess.
I lay out the ingredients as she instructs and start by adding more water than required to a pot.
“You said he’s iffy about food,” I start in a nonchalant voice. “Why is that?”
“He eats just fine.”
“But not at restaurants, and now that I think about it, I’ve never seen him consume anything but drinks at parties, public gatherings, weddings, funerals, et cetera.”
“He rarely attends weddings. Just funerals.”
I roll my eyes. “Yeah, yeah. He’s a great enemy of fun. We are all well aware.”
“Maybe not entirely.” She glares at my hand. “Stir faster, or you’ll burn the pot.”
I up my pace. “What’s the reason behind his food snobbishness?”
“Why don’t you ask him yourself?”
“As if he’d tell me.”
“You’d be surprised. He’s drastically different from the Eli you knew six years ago.”
I swallow. Of course Sam knows about my embarrassing confession and the heartbreaking rejection.
Bet he laughed about my misery when he told her the story.
“I very much doubt that,” I mutter.
“Then you’d be very much wrong.” She sorts through the tower-high spice shelf and retrieves a few jars. “And, deep down, you know that.”
“Well, I admit he’s a bit different.” Old Eli would never offer me encouragement, bring me flowers, take me on a date, or, God forbid, carry me, but I can’t help thinking this change is due to an ulterior motive.
“A bit?” Sam flashes me an incredulous look.
“Yeah, a bit. He still ignores my existence most of the time.”
“If you want his company, ask for it.”
“I did, and he laughed at me.”
“Did you ask nicely?”
“If by nicely, you mean I offered an ultimatum, then sure, I said it with a blindinglynicesmile.”
“Why am I not surprised?”
“He’s the one who keeps insisting that we’re a married couple, but, apparently, he only extracted controlling behavior from the institution. No idea who he takes after, considering his dad treats his mum like a queen. You sure he wasn’t switched at birth?”
“What I am sure about is that this push-and-pull game needs less pulling before it turns tiresome.”
