“How does my captain feel tonight?”
“Your captain is in the mood for love making tonight, as it were,” he says, bringing his arms around her, bearing a bottle of old wine and two, heavy wine glasses while wearing only a thin robe. “Not in the mood for subs and torpedoes, but definitely love making in the old way where it is just Melody and John.”
“What a nice surprise,” she voices, kissing his hand holding the bottle. She pats an unoccupied end of the broad stool, enticing, “Why don’t you sit down next to me and pour our wine?”
John sits from the back which puts him in perfect position to face her from his side. Holding the two glasses in one hand by the necks, he rights one and expertly fills it half way, letting Melody take the one glass out of his clutches. He rights his own and fill
