Page 23 (1/2)

Her satisfied h He rolled onto his side and pulled out, tying off the condom, then tossed it in the srew heavy and his lids lowered He rolled to his side, pulling her to hiht lulled him to sleep

They made their way back downstairs in the early afternoon hours and parked on the couch

She rested between his legs, her back against his front, as they watched aon the laptop he placed on the table beside them

“When’s the last time you had a day like this?” she asked

“I couldn’t even tell you”

“Sarandmother’s estate, and it was the first time I’d taken more than a day or two off in years”

“Once I realized what I wanted to doa sustainable ho tweaks on that Now I can breathe and enjoy living a life of ”

“I admire you for that,” she said softly

He honed in on her discontent “You like what you do, don’t you?”

“I do But I’ve been pigeon holed I spent a lot of ti my ould speak for itself I put in the extra hours, reviewed the articles that were going out for errors, and consistently turned in writing of the highest caliber”

“So what happened?”

Frowning, she looked away He frowned She was keeping so from him

“Lilac”

“I don’t want to speak ill of anyone”