She laughs and pushes me away. “No and no. I am not going around with lusty, wet lady lips while you grope.”
Her hands slip inside my pants. “Unless I’m allowed to do the same.”
A truck roaring toward the cabin makes us jump.Fuck.This is why there should be no goddamn distractions. Not even…especially not evenwith your wife.
The vehicle clatters by without slowing and we both let go our breath.
Then, she runs faucet water into the sink and frowns. “Are you sure our teeth won’t turn black and our hair fall out?”
“I have the water tested every year. Count to twenty and it’ll be fine. I promise."
“Alright, but if I start to glow, I won’t be able to follow cheating spouses.” She hands me the container, I add coffee, and press on the cover.
Then, I plug the thick, ancient cord into the socket. “Understood.”
A few seconds later, she puts her ear to the pot. “It’s broken.”
“It’ll percolate in a few.”
“What the fuck doesthatmean.”
“It means you need to be patient.”
“Do I have time for a shower?”
“Uh-huh. It’s outside.”
“Of course it is.” Rolling her eyes, she grabs my gun.
“What’re you doing, now?”
“Preparing to shoot spiders.”
I gently remove the weapon from her hand and place it on the table. Then, I reach under the sink, and hand her a can of insect spray.”
“Try this, instead.
“Okay, but if I die by tarantula bite, I’m never speaking to you arusty Vlvgain.”
