“Not in the way you mean. Don’t spy on me when I go. It makes me uncomfortable. I feel like I have to watch whatIsay.”
His deadpan expression was trained on me, compromising. “I won’t have to if you give me updates of yourlocation.”
“Is that really necessary? Aren’t you going overthetop?”
“Like I said, when it comes to you, I take everything seriously.” He downed the rest of my coffee. “Time to head to the basement. Your father wants to go over something with our new project. Can I expect to see you atlunch?”
I nodded while gazing at himadoringly.
“Thanks for breakfast, wife.” He grinned. The kind where it shifted my axis and no one else matteredbuthim.
I sighed. “Anytime.”