ANDREA
“So, what is it you actually do, Fred?” I asked as his hands traced circles on my arm.
We were pretty much cuddling in bed and I thought of asking him about what he did for a living.
He didn't mention me saying anything about it last night, and I guess I never mentioned it.
He turned his head to look at me, smiling.
"Why...all of a sudden,trying to figure out if I can afford you Incase you divorce your husband?", he said and I furrowed my brows.
"You can't be serious about that", I said
"I’m genuinely curious....you seem to look very serious when you're out fora meeting....in tuxedo and expensive watches and all", I said and he chuckled.
"Don't tell me you spend time checking things I wear online", he said.
"Of course not...I have books to write, I just happen to know expen
