I think he already has an inkling that something has come between us. Yes, I admit when the children and my husband are nestled in their beds fast asleep I am with "the other love of my life." Who can blame me. When the day is done and I have wholly and completely given myself to my children, my home, and my husband who wouldn't crave a little adventure. Perhaps a little action, romance, laughter, and even a little murder mystery......
Yes, I love my husband. Yet, when he says to me, " Erin, come to bed" I find myself looking to that book thrown on the couch that I have abandoned for way to long....... and besides I know he will be asleep in less than ten minutes. So in the end I choose my books. Actually, I just had an idea while writing this little blurb. So here it is; I pretend to go to sleep with Wayne and as soon as he falls asleep I sneak out of bed and go to my books!!!! Then after a few precious hours of reading I will return to bed because lets face it even scandalous ladies such as myself need sleep ;-) Aha, its the perfect plan. Maybe now I can picture myself as an old woman in a cozy home with marvelous wall to wall bookshelves, a gas fireplace warmly glowing, a glass of whiskey in hand AND a handsome hubby rubbing my tired feet ;-)
* No I don't drink whiskey; but surely by old age I will. Its family tradition ;-) *