“That would be fantastic!”
“I know, right?”
“If that means seeing you every evening, that's fine. I do, however, eat well, Renee. I also go to the gym. I'm a health buff who takes pride in staying in shape. That's why I look younger than I am.”
“Just because you work out doesn't mean you should eat poorly, Robert.”
“All right, sweetheart. I'm not going to argue with you. Besides, I love how concerned you are about me. It makes me want to—”
The ding of the microwave oven interrupted his speech, and our heads jerked toward it.
“Exactly at the right time.” I giggled as Robert took a step back from me.
“Go freshen up.” I said as I walked to the oven to remove the chicken. “I'm almost finished cooking, and we'll eat when you get back.”
“Come on, come on. Go!” I said again when I
