“Mind you,” the cabbie continued, unabated, “that’s what husbands are for, isn’t it? Breakfast in bed and a couple of aspirin tomorrow morning, son, if you wanna earn some brownie points.” He gave Adam a wink in the rear-view mirror, offering the pair a throaty laugh.“Oh, I’m not—” Adam started.
“Oh, I’m not—” Adam started.“Oh, he knows which side his bread’s buttered on,” Victoria interrupted. He could see the playful grin creeping into bloom at the corner of her mouth. “Don’t you, my love?” she asked Adam. She reached out and pointedly took his hand.
“Oh, he knows which side his bread’s buttered on,” Victoria interrupted. He could see the playful grin creeping into bloom at the corner of her mouth. “Don’t you, my love?” she asked Adam. She reached out and pointedly took his hand.The ca
