“Rock-paper-scissors!”
“What?”
Startled, Alex dropped her towel and held out her hand like a rock. Her husband who had his hands open like paper grinned at her, obviously smug.
“That’s cheating. I wasn’t ready,” the wife complained as the husband pulled her close and started kissing her neck.
“That’s not cheating. A real man should be prepared all the time,” Jack told her, and the frustrated wife just sighed and gave up.
She was too tired to argue and her blasted husband would win their fight in the end anyway.
“Don’t leave a mark on me, Jack. I have a photoshoot tomorrow,” Alex said as she anchored her arms around his neck.
“Photoshoot?” Jack prompted with a frown. “What photoshoot? You’re still modeling?” he asked, rubbing his wife the wrong way.
“Of course, I’m still modeling. I
