“Take more,” Laura said from the sofa. “So it lasts longer.”
“No more,” Owen said. “She’s trying to fully domesticate me, and it’s not going to work.”
“I hate to tell you, brother, but you’re already fully domesticated.”
“I’m hanging on to my shaggy hair with everything I’ve got,” Owen replied.
“But you’re so hot and sexy when it’s short,” Laura said suggestively.
“Maybe a little more wouldn’t hurt anything,” Owen said with a dopey grin for his wife.
Cindy laughed. “You two are so cute. What’s the secret to keeping it going after being together awhile?” That was where things usually fell apart for her. She tended to lose interest after the initial glow wore off and reality set in.
“We laugh every day,” Laura said.
“Mostly it’s her laughing at me, but it’s still laughter,” Owen said.
“And sex,” Laura said. “We have a lot of sex.”
“Children!” Sarah placed her hands over her ears. “There’re parents present!”
Laura laughed at the face Sarah made. “Oh please, like you’re not getting busy on the regular over there in your love shack.”
“Do something about your wife, son,” Sarah said, her face bright red.
“She’s incorrigible,” Owen said, “and I wouldn’t have her any other way.”
“That’s right,” Laura said. “He loves my mouth.”
“Aren’t you glad you asked, Cin?” Sarah asked, smiling.
“I’m getting more information than I need,” Cindy replied.
“To summarize, the secret is laughter and sex,” Laura said.
“Thank you for your wisdom,” Cindy said.
“Speaking of laughter and sex, how are things with Jace?” Sarah asked.
“Wait, what?” Laura sat up straighter. “There’s a Jace?”
“Maybe,” Cindy said, keeping her focus on Owen’s hair as her entire body heated with memories from the night before.
“Has our girl been keeping secrets?” Laura asked Owen.
“Looks that way. I’m going to have to pay a visit to the bar across the street one of these nights to really check this guy out.”
“Don’t do that,” Cindy said. “I’ve already checked him out—”
Laura howled with laughter. “I’ll just bet you have.”
“That’s not what I meant,” Cindy said, mortified. “He’s a good guy, and I like him. So don’t go over there and do what you do with him, Owen.” He’d intimidated every boyfriend she’d ever had until she moved to Dallas.
“Why should I stop now?”
“Because I’m telling you there’s nothing to worry about.”
“Leave your sister alone, Owen,” Sarah said. “She’s a grown woman who can make up her own mind about people.”