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Chapter 10
We’ve been back from Paris for three weeks, and our relationship is starting to grow again. We have a movie night each week, and tonight is Foster’s turn to pick one to watch. I leave work before him since he has a business call with the west coast. As I’m preparing sandwiches, he walks through the door.
“Do you want a pickle?” I call.
“Paige, I’m sorry,” he responds as I hear the plunk of his briefcase onto the marble foyer floor.
As I round the kitchen wall, I see what he’s sorry for. In his hand is a large bouquet of red roses. Foster grins.
“Are you teasing me?”
“I know you don’t want sentiments, but I thought since it’s our date night, I would get these for you.”
“Thank you,” I say as I stand on my tiptoes and kiss his stubbled cheek.
“Is it too late to take a shower?”
“No. Where do you want to watch the movie?”
“My bedroom. I’m a bit tired.”
“Does that mean you’ll be asleep before the first fifteen minutes of the movie?”
“Not at all. I promise to stay awake.”
After dinner, we sit on his bed, and he chooses an action-packed film about car thieves. He is asleep ten minutes later, softly snoring. I sigh and grab the remote to flip through the channels. When Foster’s snoring gets too loud, I touch his nose, and he snorts. The measure doesn’t work, and the buzz sawing continues. I repeat it several times until he grabs my hand, and his eyes pop open.
“Do you want to lose that offending finger?”
I smirk. “And how would I lose it?”
He pulls my hand to his mouth and nips at the digit with his lips, licking the pad with his tongue. A small fire ignites in my core, and my nipples pebble underneath my t-shirt. I try to dislodge my finger, but Foster grips it with his teeth.
“Let me go.”
He does, and a crooked grin curls across his lip. “You taste yummy.”
“I knew you wouldn’t last long.”
“I’m sorry. I’m exhausted.”
“You should take a day off once in a while.”
Foster yawns. “Is that your official diagnosis, Mrs. Black?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Work is what makes success.”
“You’re plenty successful.”
He skims his finger over my bottom lip. “Would you like to play hooky with me tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow is Saturday.”
“But I usually work on Saturdays.”
“Don’t remind me.”
