“She taped her Turkey Day show two weeks ago. I didn’t go. It’ll be fun. I’ll cook.”
I also remembered his eggs and oatmeal. “I’ll cook. My wrist is doing pretty good.” I decided not to lie. “Well, not really. But I need to regain my strength.”
“I want to do something. Pies? I know they’re your specialty, but maybe this once…?”
It seemed as if he really wanted to. “Okay. Deal.”
“Annndddd…Right after dinner, the clothes come off and stay off, until we have to go back to work.”
“Oh. Well…that would be Black Friday morning for me.”
“Aww.”
“I know. But I took off enough time with these.” I held up both wrists. “I just can’t.”
“I understand. Maybe you can stay over anyway? Leave from my place…come home to me at night…and get naked?”
I smiled. “Maybe.”
“Bring Speck Speck and Mollykins.” He had nicknames for my cats. We were officially in a relationship. “It’ll be just like we got married, like Mr. Cooper wants us to.”