“No,” he said, stabbing the cake. “Because watching you plan my demise is better than sex.”
Now he looked up. “The Breville? Over my dead body.”
Marjorie snatched the last olive from her glass and ate it. “Don’t be so sure. I hide the good lube in the same box as the tax returns. You’ve never found either.”
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“No,” he said, stabbing the cake. “Because watching you plan my demise is better than sex.”
Now he looked up. “The Breville? Over my dead body.”
Marjorie snatched the last olive from her glass and ate it. “Don’t be so sure. I hide the good lube in the same box as the tax returns. You’ve never found either.”