“Look,” she said, her voice a harsh sigh. “This is a lot for me to have to think about, okay? I just need a little bit of time to think it over, apparently before nine in the morning.”
“I understand,” Calvin gave a nod, looking appropriately contrite.
Veronica took a breath and adopted a calm tone.
“I am going to take a shower,” Veronica said simply.
“I’ll put up the leftovers and wash the dishes,” Calvin said, offering her a smile. Veronica did not smile in return, but she did feel a little appeased.
“Thank you,” she said softly, and turned to make her way into their bedroom.
She moved into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She stripped out of her clothes and tossed them into the hamper, and then turned on the hot water. Once the temperature was to her liking, she stepped in and began the process of cleaning herself.
As she bathed, she let herself think over the opportunity that Calvin had found for her. It had certainly caught her off guard, and she wished that he had asked her if it was even something she was interested in before he went ahead and made an interview date for her.
In the end, though, she knew it was a great idea. Calvin was right. This way, she could make enough money to satisfy him, and still manage to help out the people in her life that needed it. It seemed like a win-win situation. She could at the very least go to the interview and see how it went. After all, she may not even be selected for the position.
After she had rinsed herself off, Veronica stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, using it to collect the water off of her deep chestnut skin. She shook some of the water droplets out of her hair, and then left it to air dry.
She began the process of moisturizing her skin, and when she was finished, she moved out of the bathroom and over to her closet. As she crossed the room, she saw Calvin laid out on the bed, his reading glasses on as he perused some law journal.
Veronica put on a pair of shorts and another tank top, then moved to get in her side of the bed. As she settled down beside him, she could see him looking over at her.
“Well?” he finally asked, and she could see that he was eager to know what her response would be.
Veronica simply looked at him for a moment, and then released a soft sigh and gave him a smile.
“I decided to go to the interview,” she said.
Calvin smiled widely and leaned over to plant a soft kiss on her lips.
“I’m so glad you made that decision,” he said, and Veronica heard the soft undertone of victory in his voice. “I think it will go really well.”
“You think so?” Veronica raised an eyebrow, her tone dropping. She scooted a little closer to Calvin, gently pressing her body against him.
“I mean I don’t see why it wouldn’t,” he said. “You’re probably one of the most experienced people he’s likely to find.”
“Hm,” Veronica mused, taking hold of the journal in Calvin’s hand and putting it on the nightstand, then resting her hand on his chest. She saw Calvin’s eyes flick up at her in confusion, and she bit her lip as she slowly lowered her hand down his torso.
Veronica was acutely aware that they had not been having nearly enough sex as of late. Well, not nearly enough for her, anyway. And even when they did, Calvin seemed to do it out of a sense of obligation, and even then, it seemed that he was the only one who ended up satisfied. Still, as rare as the occasions were becoming, she was grateful for anything at all.
Veronica hoped that since she had agreed to take the interview, he would be more open to the idea of intimacy. Veronica could already feel her body becoming aroused, and she felt her breathing catch a little as she slid the tips of her fingers under the hem of Calvin’s shirt, then sta
rted to drag them up over his skin.
“Whoa, whoa,” Calvin stopped her, taking hold of her wrist and removing it from the inside of his shirt. “It’s getting late. I have a long day ahead of me and you have an interview. We should both be getting to sleep.”
Veronica nodded, and tried to push away the feeling of disappointment. She knew there would be no point in arguing. She moved back over on the bed to her usual place, and laid down, getting nestled under the covers.
Calvin leaned over and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
“Goodnight,” he said softly and lied down beside her, reaching over to turn off the bedside lamp.
“Goodnight,” Veronica said softly as the room went dark.
Veronica felt Calvin turn over on his side facing away from her. Silently, she slipped her hand down between her legs, and like so many nights before bit her lip as she silently alleviated herself of the desire that had built within her core.
Veronica was awoken by the sound of Calvin’s alarm going off. She opened her eyes groggily, unused to having to actually wake up at that sound. She grumbled and turned onto her side as Calvin flipped on a lamp.