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                “I-” she started to say only to be cut off.
                “This is grounds for divorce, woman!” he said, biting off a large piece of pizza all while he continued to glare at her.
                “Uh huh,” she said, pushing her glasses back up her nose, wondering if she should just go ahead and apologize to him when a thought occurred to her. “Wait a minute, why aren’t you at work?”
                Just like that his glare was gone and in its place came a wicked smile. “Well,” he said, pausing only long enough to take another bite of pizza before he dropped the slice on a plate and took a quick sip of her float, “after I realized that you were faking your cute little ass off this morning I decided that you were going to need a little company.”
                She would have argued the need for company, but at that moment he’d started to unbutton his shirt and pulled it loose from his pants.
                “So, after I dropped the kids off at my parent’s house, I ran all the errands so that you wouldn’t have to,” he said, earning her undying love for saving her from a trip to the post office. “When I came home, I saw the Black Jack’s delivery guy circling the neighborhood and knew that you were up to something,” he said, grinning as he pulled her into his arms.
                “I knew that I should have double checked with the school to make sure that you were there,” she grumbled as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and leaned up to meet his lips.
                “You need to learn to be a hell of a lot sneakier when you’re dealing with a Bradford,” he reminded her as her mind registered the fingers working the ties of her pants loose.
                “I’ll have to remember that,” she said against his lips as his hand slid past the waist of her pants.
                “My mom’s going to keep the kids for the night,” he said as he teasingly ran the tip of his finger between her legs.
                “I thought she had something to do tonight,” she said, gasping when he slid a finger inside her.
                “She did, but once I told her that you were most likely dying from the plague, she decided to keep the kids,” he murmured against her lips as he used his other hand to push her pants down.
                “And Grandma?” she asked, deciding that her day off was much better spent in the arms of her husband.
                “Is already on her way to Foxwoods for her bridge club’s annual getaway,” he said, before adding, “and Monday is a holiday so…….”
                “We have a four day weekend to ourselves,” she said quietly, trying to wrap her mind around the fact that she was about to have four days alone with her husband at home, something they hadn’t had since their fifth anniversary, three years ago. They’d had sex in every room, in every position, pretty much every hour until her father-in-law banged on the front door, demanding proof that they were still alive.
                “Mmmmhmmm,” Jason murmured as he took her hand in his and guided it to the large bulge pressing against the front of his pants. “It should be long enough for you to make up your betrayal to me.”

Part II
                “I-I-I can’t,” Zoe choked out, swallowing nervously as she took an unsteady step back. “I just can’t.”
                “Just a small box,” Amanda said with an encouraging smile as she pulled out another sheet of brownies from the display case and placed it on the counter where Zoe could see the buttercream frosting topping in all its glory.
                “B-but I’m on a diet,” she said weakly as Amanda pulled out another sheet of fudge brownies, this one covered in a rich fudge frosting.
                Amanda