“Scarlett, you get to be all alone with your husband for the first time in years. The fun is just getting started.”
“You’re right.” I nod with a smile. “Thanks Paige. I don’t know what I’m so worried about. I got this.”
“I bet you do. Now go get him.” She giggles.
Two hours later, I’m bathed, hair is styled, makeup is done as provocative as I can get it and I have lingerie. Red, lacy lingerie with red heels.
He texted and told me he’d be home any minute now. I’m going to surprise him. I do one more check in the mirror, when his deep voice vibrates through the house. “Sweetheart?”
“In the bathroom,” I yell.
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes. He appears in the doorway, wearing a black suit with a white shirt. He’s glowing a clear red. My Mr. Red.
I greet him with my most seductive grin. “Hi, handsome.”
“Goddamn.” He kisses me, grabbing behind my head, pulling me close to his body. After a few moments he steps back, his eyes moving down my body to my toes and back up to my face. Now his eyes have a look of desire and hunger in them. “You look good in red.”
I raise an eyebrow. “So do you.”