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I cried myself to sleep in my husband’s arms. He was thinking we’d finally connected, and I was thinking about my next encounter with Shane and how I knew, without a doubt, that if he kissed me again, I’d not only encourage him, but beg for more…
     
    I woke up with the sun in my eyes as I’d forgotten to close the blinds. I tried to sit up, but something heavy was draped over my side. I blocked the glare from the sun with my hand and glanced down at the weight holding me down. I cringed as I saw Parker’s arm, and last might’s memories came flooding back.
    “Good morning,” Parker said with a huge grin.
    “Um, hi.” I pulled the throw blanket I keep on the bottom of the bed up and around me and headed into the bathroom without another word.
    “I thought maybe…”
    “Parker, I’m in the shower!”
    “I know, I was thinking of joining you.”
    “We um, we have to pick up Shannon. My mom has plans this morning,” I lied.
    “We have time, it’s early. I’d love to make you scream again, like last night. You were amazing. You finally opened up to me. Thank you!”
    “You um, you should go get ready…” I said while leaning against the shower wall, trying to stop the torrential downpour of tears from all of the emotions coursing through me.
                 
    “So I was thinking, maybe we could ask your parents to keep Shannon one night a week for us from now on. You um, you’re definitely less inhibited when she’s not home,” he grinned.
    I looked down as he pulled into the driveway.
    We picked up Shannon and my parents could hardly help but notice the huge smile pasted on Parker’s face. My mother seemed pleased until she looked beyond the fake smile I’d pasted on in order to make a quick getaway.
    “Rebecca, come look at the swatches of fabric I have for the new drapes. Help me pick one out.”
    “We um, we have to go, Mom. I know you have plans…” I looked into her eyes, pleading with her to go along with my story.
    “Oh, um, yeah, but it’ll only take a minute.”
    I politely declined and yelled for Shannon and soon we were out the door, promising to meet at the country club for brunch the following Sunday.             
     
    I was able to stave off Parker that night when he suggested a repeat performance of the previous evening by reminding him that Shannon was awake and in the next room.
    “We need a bigger house…with soundproof walls, evidently,” he grinned, making me blush and feel even worse about my over-zealous vocals from the previous night’s activities. My one and only solace was that I had managed not to scream Shane’s name at the peak of excitement.
    “I um, I’m sorry about…that,” I said, feeling mortified.
    “Don’t be. I’m sure as hell not. I can’t tell you how happy I am that I was finally able to bring you some pleasure. I’d sure like to do it again,” he smiled.
    “I um, I don’t really feel…romantic, not when Shannon’s home. I um, I can’t concentrate…with her here,” I said, feeling horrible for using my daughter as an excuse to get out of sex with my husband.
    This didn’t even seem to faze him. He touched my cheek and said, “I’ll talk to your mom about keeping her one night a week from now on.”
                 
    Thankfully, Parker left for a business trip Monday morning and I was free of his renewed desires for three days. I breathed a sigh of relief as I dropped him off at the airport that morning.
    “Don’t forget about me when I’m gone,” he grinned and leaned down to kiss me. I managed not to turn from him in disgust when he kissed me, as I was focusing on my three day reprieve.

 
    Closure
                 
    Sam stopped by to pick up Shannon for the next couple of days. She was dating a really nice man who had a child a year younger than Shannon and they’d planned on going to Disneyland and the zoo over the next couple of days. This was going to give me time to catch