something good. While you’re doing that keep in mind that I can be had but I’m expensive. Now, on to the questions. Ready?”
Amanda held up her hand to halt the session. “Before we begin, I have a question.”
“Shoot,” Rita said.
“Did you make up these questions or did you take them from the magazine article?”
“A combination. First, explain your sleeping habits...and don’t get all huffy. I’m not talking about sex, so get that thought out of your head.”
Early in their relationship, she and Keith had agreed that they were not going to share that they had been spending the night together for quite a while. He agreed there was no reason for anybody to know why they wore big smiles on their faces.
“What exactly are you talking about?” Amanda asked.
Sid ran the tops of his bent fingers along the side of his jaw. “Do you snore? Do you hog the covers? Are you a restless sleeper?”
Rita stopped him by putting her hand on his. “I just thought of another one. Is either of you combative while you’re dead to the world? I read an article in the paper yesterday about that happening during REM sleep.
Since these two were acting like instructors, Keith raised his hand like he used to in school. “Hold on. Let’s take them one at a time and start with the first one. I don’t snore.”
“How do you know?” Rita asked as she picked up a stem of grapes and popped one in her mouth. “Mmm, these seedless black grapes are my favorite.” She licked her lips. “So sweet.”
Keith took a sip of wine before shooting her a big grin. “I know I don’t snore because I stayed up all night once to check myself and I didn’t snore once.”
Amanda poked him in the ribs. “Good for you. I probably sound like a buzz saw. As a matter of fact I woke myself up last night. A point in my favor is that I don’t hog the covers.”
“Me either. I usually end up throwing them on the floor during the night,” he said
“That could be a problem during cooler weather,” Sid winked at Rita before adding, “Then again, there’s always body heat to take away the chill.”
Keith took Amanda’s hand and kissed her knuckles. “Could be but look at the fun we are going to have while we’re working on that particular problem.”
Amanda wished he hadn’t made that remark but remained silent.
Sid stuck his index finger in his mouth and mimed gagging.
Rita nodded. “I’m with you, Sid. Now what about the combative thing. I don’t like to bring up the past, Amanda, but your ex sometimes got wild in bed...physically, I mean. Now don’t give me the look. I remember you telling me about the night he thought he was fixing the roof, or so he said, and you woke up to him pounding on the top of your head with his fist. Then there was the night he thought your arm was his pillow and he was pounding it to make it softer.”
Before she could utter a word, Keith said, “Honest to God, babe, I don’t do that.”
Eyes narrowed and brow raised, Sid asked, “Do you have proof?”
Keith grinned and popped a cube of cheese into his mouth. “Boy, you must be serious; you’re using your courtroom tone. The answer is no and you’ll just have to take my word for it. If I do act that way I grant Amanda permission to pound the crap out of me.”
Suddenly Amanda stood up. “Okay, the fun session is over. It’s time to serve dinner and discuss the wedding plans. Do you want to give me a hand in the kitchen, Rita?”
Once out of earshot Amanda asked her, “What in the world was that all about out there?”
“Nothing really. Sid and I were bored silly commenting about the sunset while we waited for you to come out. Somehow the idea simply popped into my head when I saw the magazine cover. You didn’t have to answer.”
“Right, and then you and Sid would be gawking at each other making up your own responses.”
“Maybe, maybe not. Don’t get in a state. Sid thought it would be good fun.”
“And you went along
Amanda held up her hand to halt the session. “Before we begin, I have a question.”
“Shoot,” Rita said.
“Did you make up these questions or did you take them from the magazine article?”
“A combination. First, explain your sleeping habits...and don’t get all huffy. I’m not talking about sex, so get that thought out of your head.”
Early in their relationship, she and Keith had agreed that they were not going to share that they had been spending the night together for quite a while. He agreed there was no reason for anybody to know why they wore big smiles on their faces.
“What exactly are you talking about?” Amanda asked.
Sid ran the tops of his bent fingers along the side of his jaw. “Do you snore? Do you hog the covers? Are you a restless sleeper?”
Rita stopped him by putting her hand on his. “I just thought of another one. Is either of you combative while you’re dead to the world? I read an article in the paper yesterday about that happening during REM sleep.
Since these two were acting like instructors, Keith raised his hand like he used to in school. “Hold on. Let’s take them one at a time and start with the first one. I don’t snore.”
“How do you know?” Rita asked as she picked up a stem of grapes and popped one in her mouth. “Mmm, these seedless black grapes are my favorite.” She licked her lips. “So sweet.”
Keith took a sip of wine before shooting her a big grin. “I know I don’t snore because I stayed up all night once to check myself and I didn’t snore once.”
Amanda poked him in the ribs. “Good for you. I probably sound like a buzz saw. As a matter of fact I woke myself up last night. A point in my favor is that I don’t hog the covers.”
“Me either. I usually end up throwing them on the floor during the night,” he said
“That could be a problem during cooler weather,” Sid winked at Rita before adding, “Then again, there’s always body heat to take away the chill.”
Keith took Amanda’s hand and kissed her knuckles. “Could be but look at the fun we are going to have while we’re working on that particular problem.”
Amanda wished he hadn’t made that remark but remained silent.
Sid stuck his index finger in his mouth and mimed gagging.
Rita nodded. “I’m with you, Sid. Now what about the combative thing. I don’t like to bring up the past, Amanda, but your ex sometimes got wild in bed...physically, I mean. Now don’t give me the look. I remember you telling me about the night he thought he was fixing the roof, or so he said, and you woke up to him pounding on the top of your head with his fist. Then there was the night he thought your arm was his pillow and he was pounding it to make it softer.”
Before she could utter a word, Keith said, “Honest to God, babe, I don’t do that.”
Eyes narrowed and brow raised, Sid asked, “Do you have proof?”
Keith grinned and popped a cube of cheese into his mouth. “Boy, you must be serious; you’re using your courtroom tone. The answer is no and you’ll just have to take my word for it. If I do act that way I grant Amanda permission to pound the crap out of me.”
Suddenly Amanda stood up. “Okay, the fun session is over. It’s time to serve dinner and discuss the wedding plans. Do you want to give me a hand in the kitchen, Rita?”
Once out of earshot Amanda asked her, “What in the world was that all about out there?”
“Nothing really. Sid and I were bored silly commenting about the sunset while we waited for you to come out. Somehow the idea simply popped into my head when I saw the magazine cover. You didn’t have to answer.”
“Right, and then you and Sid would be gawking at each other making up your own responses.”
“Maybe, maybe not. Don’t get in a state. Sid thought it would be good fun.”
“And you went along
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