"Yes ... I guess I'm cold. Maybe I should get-" Then her voice broke off in a low, horrified gasp and her face turned a shade of fiery red as she realized that all she was wearing was the wanton orange nightgown her husband had bought her.
Oh God, what's Benjamin thinking of me? she agonized, pulling away from him as she also noticed the overly familiar way she was snuggled up against him. How could I have been so stupid? Thank goodness it's not somebody else who wouldn't understand that I'm just too upset to know what I'm doing!
"Excuse me," she mumbled, feeling exceedingly awkward and not daring to meet her husband's best friend's eyes. "I ... I better go get d-dressed ...,"
She rose to her feet, then collapsed in a heap upon the couch as her left leg buckled beneath her. Glancing dow
