Franco was the first one ready, in a rush for the office – couldn't afford to miss another day.
Susan came out of the bathroom, having a quick shower.
"Hey Franco, got two things on my mind," she said, wetting her lips and looking at him all tender.
"Shoot," he replied, watching her comb her hair.
"I want Roxana to be my go-to, work exclusively with me, like a buddy," she took a deep breath. "Not 'cause I'm trying to show off, but I'm kinda lonely in this big house."
Franco looked at her with affection, grinned.
"Sure thing, tell Roxana she's your partner in crime from now on."
"Really?" She came close, hugged him, and planted a bunch of kisses on him. "Thanks," she whispered with shiny eyes.
Franco put his arm around her waist, pulled her closer.
"Not that simple, though. You owe
