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“The anxiety’s not excessive?”
“I mean, yeah.”
She punched his shoulder.
He chuckled. “But it’s part of you, and I love every single part of you.”
“The news about Theo was…difficult.”
“I know, baby. I know.” He squeezed tighter. “But it wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t anybody’s fault. We’re in this together, okay? And Theo will be all right. We’ll be there for him. If he needs therapy, we’ll get him therapy. If we need to love on him a little more, that’s exactly what we’ll do. Maybe we can get him that iguana—”
“Then his mother will need therapy.”
Joel, still laughing, kissed her shoulder. “Like I told you, you won’t be doing any of this on your own anymore, Eesh. I didn’t leave even when I was your platonic boyfriend. Try getting rid of me as your oversexed, more-than-satisfied, happy-as-hell husband.”
“But my thoughts weren’t platonic,” she said. “Does that make a difference?”
He heaved an exaggerated sigh. “No.”
She planted a kiss on his neck.
She’d spent so much time alone that she forgot what it felt like to be held when she was at her worst. Joel’s arms weren’t a cure-all, but they definitely were a cure-a lot.
A cure-nearly everything.
“I swear to God, if you walk in here shirtless and wearing a towel, I will disembowel you.”
Adrían rounded the corner. “I haven’t showered yet, so I haven’t had an opportunity for shirtless towel seduction. I’m waiting for the clothes.”
Joel eased back, eyeing her face. “What clothes?”
“Some from the Joel-doesn’t-know-these-exist collection,” she explained. “I got carried away, but you look so damn delicious in everything you wear, I keep buying you things.”
“You’re giving him my gifts?”
“They’re unopened.”
“And where are these clothes?”
“Downstairs in the storage room.”
“Eesh,” his brows dipped, “there’s no storage room in the basement.”
“Remember how there used to be an empty spare room?” she asked.
“I’llget them.” He kissed her forehead. “You stay your beautiful ass right here, and Christ, dude, I canfeelyou staring at my wife.”
Adrían waved a hand in apology. “It’ll take time. I don’t mean any disrespect, but you invited me over knowing I’m in love with your wife.”
“Ayesha, let me kill him.”
She shook her head. “Honestly, baby, I don’t think you want to.”
“He does,” Adrían added.
“I do,” Joel echoed.
She looked from him to Adrían.
