"Yeah, well im tired.." Emyd said as he got up and pushed his chair in."Excuses, excuses" Aria shook her head playfully. As Emyd went to grab a soda f...om the fridge, Aria packed up the cards."You need a tutor or something Em seriously.." Aria chuckled."Don't call me 'Em', thats short for Emily" Emyd complained."Ok, Ok..... Em" Aria laughed."Ok thats it your gunna get it girl!" Emyd said as he grabbed her, threw her on the couch, and started tickling her."Hey, whaa... NOT FAIR!" Aria got. They were damp and had someodd odors about them -- strange to me. And look, a smudge of lipstick onhis shirt collar. Oh, oh, I really have a problem!I served dinner and asked, "what happened sweetie, working late issomething new, is it going to be a regular thing? Perhaps I should waitto hear from you before starting dinner." Oh by the way, are they going to pay you overtime or is that just partof your professional obligation."He growled."Oh honey, I'm just joking." I know, it is a professional. But I focused instead on what she said. “No baby, I don’t want any other woman. Ever. You’re my wife and I love you with every part of my being.” I hugged her close and she let out a relieved breath. We had total honesty in our marriage and it worked. “I wouldn’t mind seeing you with Zach however.” I told her softly and I heard her gasp. She looked up at me, shock on her face. “Really?” she asked and I couldn’t tell if she was excited or repulsed. I decided to lighten up the situation. Of course, many things had changed in the years that she had been gone, most notably, her. Her debut into the world of fashion modeling involved her prom dress and the resulting advertisements featuring her picture wearing it and the follow-up feature stories on the national news of the "Girl in the prom dress". After that, model agencies and designers made repeated offers to her to model their newest fashions. With my encouragement, she finally accepted a single offer for a weekend in New York.