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navel. “I love pleasing you, Summer. I love it when you surrender yourself to
me, that you trust me enough to give you pleasure. I know how hard it is for
you to let down your guard with anyone.”
    She closed her eyes, unable to face the intimacy of his
gaze. “I’m sorry you have such an emotional nutcase for a wife.”
    “Don’t you ever say that.” The anger in his words surprised
her and she looked at him, captured by the intensity of his gaze. “Having
emotions doesn’t make you crazy, it makes you human. I’m sorry your robot
parents didn’t understand that.”
    Immediately the need to defend her family put her on the
offensive but before she could say anything he put his hand over her mouth,
scowling when she bit his palm. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. Your
parents loved you in their own way, but you are such a gentle and sensitive
woman. I hate that they made you feel ashamed of loving, that they set
impossibly high standards for any child to meet in order to earn their love.”
    The bliss of her orgasm quickly receded and she pushed away
from him, grabbing the throw off the back of the couch and wrapping it around
her. “Just because my parents weren’t the hippie-dippy-free-love space heads
that your parents are doesn’t make them bad people. Some of us have to work for
a living.” As soon as she said that she wished she could take it back, but the
words were out and the hurt done.
    Dave’s cheeks flooded with red and he pushed away from her.
“Well, at least my hippie parents had their priorities straight. I had a mom and dad who tucked me into bed every night.” He clenched his fists and sat forward.
“How about you? Oh wait, I know, your father had important business to do.”
    Hot anger flushed through her until her ears rang. “You
forgot to mention that your power and water got shut off every other month
because your pot-smoking parents didn’t pay the bills. It would have cramped
their style to have to sacrifice for their family like I do. You think I like
being away from you and the boys? You think I like not being there to go to
their games, to cuddle them at night, to be the one they run to when they skin
their knee?”
    A muscle in the side of his neck jumped. “If it was that
important you would stay home and tell your boss you need more time with your
family. But you don’t, do you, Summer? They say jump and you ask how high.”
    “I have to! You know how hard I’ve worked to get where I am.
I can’t throw it away now.”
    He made a cutting noise of dissent. “Excuses, excuses.”
    She snarled at him. “Not that you would understand. All you
have to do is sit at home all day and play with the kids.”
    His fists clenched and he moved farther away from her. “Sit
at home all day? Is that really what you think I do? Oh wait, you have no idea
what I do because you don’t give a shit. Same Summer, it’s always about you.”
She started to speak but he raised his voice, cutting her off. “I’ve been very,
very patient with you. For the past eight years I’ve put aside my ambitions, my
dreams to stay home and raise our kids so you could go chase yours. I keep
hoping that you’ll finally grab your brass ring and come home, but you never
do.”
    “So what, you want me to quit my job so you can go out and
work?” She snorted. “Yeah, there is a big job market for philosophy majors
right now.”
    He slammed his hands on the coffee table, the sound blasting
through the room like a gunshot. “Goddamn it! Would you listen to me for once?
I’m sick of this, Summer, sick of it. I want my wife back. I miss you so damn
much. Even when you’re home you’re not really here. You’re always thinking
about the next client, the next meeting, what you need to do to win your
dad’s—oh I’m sorry, I mean your boss’s—approval. Is that what it is? Your dad
dies so you’ve switched your irrational need to please him to your boss?”
    Hurt welled up inside her,