Blair and Liam lie curled up on their king sized bed, their purple comforter bunched up at their feet. Blairs head rests on Liams muscular chest, her ...eft leg tangled with his right. She has her elbow propped up on Liams stomach so she can scroll through Instagram comfortably while Liam watches her. Just watches her. He loves watching her facial expressions change. He loves her. Would you get off of your phone? Liam whines. Blair chuckles and shakes her head. She loves torturing him. He looks. ...Clarence was reviewing paperwork when Sarah walked in."Oh, I was contacted by the Queen's office. You have an audiencegranted for you for tomorrow at 10:00 AM. And uhm.....it's formalballroom attire.....again." Damn it," Sarah hissed under her breath."Why is it she makes some of your meetings with her formal attire." It's just to mess with me. Now I have to get my hair done and come upwith a formal ball dress by in the morning. I think she likes makingme have to do other things other than. " Okay, we'll get into all that; right now I just want to make sure we're all on the same page here." She looked up and studied Brad's face; there was still a lot of anger and pain behind that confused expression. Over the years she had seen enough hurt spouses that she could recognize that look on people just walking down the street. One glance and she knew Brad's pain ran as deep as any of them.Under normal circumstances she would start with the person who asked for counseling, but under. Over the past year I began to pick up on the extra glances she'd give, the overly extra sense of humor and most definitely the physical contact. A hand on the shoulder here and there. Our first sexual encounter happened one evening of course when the wife was away on business. I was outside washing my pickup when I noticed Lynn had come outside and sat on her porch. "Hi neighbor" I said in a jokingly tone, "well hi neighbor" Lynn replied. "I'm next right?" implying that she wanted her vehicle.