Husband Under Construction (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
“Sorry,” he mumbled, grabbing the lever to snap the chair upright. “Couldn’t move fast enough to get a light on before you did.” “S’okay,” she said, pressing her chest, partly because he’d scared the stuffing out of her, partly because that whole “friends” thing with Noah wasn’t working. Except on an intellectual level, maybe. On a holy-smokes, it’s-been-a-million-years-since-a-man-held-me level? Heh. Then she frowned. “Why are you sitting in the dark?” “Thinking. What’re you doing out this late?” “Same thing. And it’s not late, it’s barely eight-thirty.” “You were out alone?” “No, actually, Noah was with me.” Since it wasn’t exactly a secret or anything. She unwound her scarf, hung it over the coatrack. Played it cool. “What happened to the movie?” “I screwed up the schedule, it was half over by the time we got there. So we decided to call it a night. And what do you mean, Noah was with you?” Her jacket joined the scarf as heat tracked up her neck, as if she was fifteen and had been caught necking with her boyfriend on the living room couch.
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