"You guys look happy," Justin says as he closes the door behind us. He's been our therapist for a couple of years, so he can read our moods pretty well.
Santos sniggers. "We are very, very happy."
My face heats up as I take my normal seat on the couch.
"Really?" Justin plops down on his overstuffed chair. He's not a normal, stuffy therapist. He's relaxed, which normally makes me relaxed. Not today, however. Today, the topic of s*x is going to come up and that makes me nervous. "Sounds like something good happened."
Santos takes my hand in his and looks at me, a loving smile on his face. "Yeah. Something good happened."
And there it is. My face is flaming since we're having this conversation in front of Justin. He's our therapist and I shouldn't be embarrassed for him to know that we'
