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for it was wearing him thin. The higher she rose, the
farther he had to fall, and that would kill him.
    He reentered the house with a dark mood clinging to him.
    How fucked up was he? He had a hot piece of ass for a wife,
whom he was in love with, and he was trying to get out of their marriage.
Something had to be seriously unhinged upstairs.
    Cole flipped the lights and radio off, taking his time
progressing down the hall to the square of light that taunted him.
    He could face down drug lords and armed robbers, but his
wife left him anxious and uncertain. He sucked in a deep breath and strolled
through the bedroom door.
    Tanya glanced up from where she sat in the middle of their
bed, still wearing the soft green dress from dinner. Two boxes sat in front of
her on the bedspread, one red and the other black.
    “What’s this?” he asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.
    She sighed and picked at her nails. “It’s called Pandora’s
Box and it promises to equip you with challenges to spice up your sex life.
Dumb. I know.”
    “It’s not dumb. I just don’t get it.” He picked up the box
and popped open the magnetic top.
    “The instructions say that you should give all the
challenges a go to properly explore your sexual adventures.”
    He picked up the black box and turned it to read the script.
“What about this?”
    Tanya snatched it from his hands and bounded off the bed.
“I’m returning this.”
    Now his curiosity was piqued, but he didn’t want to make her
any more uncomfortable than she already was. He held up his hands. “Okay.” He
turned his attention back to Pandora’s Box. “So do you or I pick the
challenge?”
    “Whichever.”
    Tanya didn’t seem that interested in the box or amorous
activities.
    Cole peered into the box. There was a booklet he skipped,
dice, a feather, some black folded stuff and a deck of cards.
    Tanya deserved to be treated to pleasure, and if she wanted
to use the box, he’d get on this train. He was aware of her gaze tracking his
movements as he investigated the cards. They seemed to be ideas, suggestions
for something a little out of the ordinary. A few of the cards were downright
ridiculous, but the rest he could work with.
    Cole peered at her over the top of the cards. A light bulb
went on. He fanned them out, displaying the image on the card to Tanya but the
text to him.
    “Pick one,” he dared.
    Tanya’s brows rose and her mouth formed a little “O”. A
thread of tension, sensual and full of lust, stretched between his wife and
him. He held her gaze and neither breathed as she selected a card with two
people, arms wound around each other, on the brink of kissing. He took the card
from her, placed the others in the box and cleared his throat. He peered into
the box.
    Why not?
    Cole pocketed one of the dice.
    “Rediscover the sensual pleasure of kissing. Frequent
kissing can improve the appearance of the face, giving the thirty muscles a
workout. The racing pulse of a passionate kiss boosts metabolism and helps burn
calories. And lastly, kissing is nature’s antidepressant, releasing the feel-good
chemical oxytocin into the bloodstream.” He chuckled at all the data, but the
reality was that he couldn’t remember the last time he’d kissed Tanya with
anything more than a quick peck.
    Tanya’s brow wrinkled. “That’s it?”
    He shrugged and placed the box on the bench at the end of
the bed. “I’m resourceful.”
    “This is silly. Let’s just go to sleep.”
    Cole circled the bed, watching how Tanya kept her gaze
anywhere but on him. “I think we should give it a try first. Come on.” He
stopped inches away from her.
    Tanya’s gaze landed on his chest and he watched her trace
the SWAT letters on his shirt with her eyes.
    Sometimes he wondered if she resented his job and how much
it took him away these days. It was an odd exchange for them, but he couldn’t
deny that she was getting a taste of what the first ten years of their marriage
had been like