‘I think you people have been working too hard,’ mother said with a serious tone. ‘If you aren’t careful, you’re gonna get sick.’ I could...tell she was serious. ‘Mom, we’re almost finished. Between you and Shelly and Jurgen, we got it done. I think we’re gonna be OK. We just need to get them last tiddly-bits done and we can relax.’ ‘Well, tomorrow, I’m going to hand out those flyers in the neighborhood. Lettin’ ’em know we’re back in business. There’ll be an advertisement in the paper too. I. Simply ecstatic. I love having my love life scheduled by your work," Ashlee said feeling suddenly bitter about the way Macy had said it all. Well, not really the way she said it, but what she had said. It just kind of took the spontaneity and the passion out of everything and made it seem so tiresome for some reason."Oh, I know, baby. I fucking hate it, too, but, hopefully anyway, after this weekend Maggie will come back from her vacation and I'll only have to work an extra day until they hire. I kissed him back, unbuttoning his shirt with my shaking unsteady fingers. His neck was vaguely rough, as though he shaved yesterday but not today, and the woodsy scent of his cologne drew me in further. Was it him or his scent that I couldn’t resist? There was no separating the two. My lips traced down his chest. Like mine, not perfect but beautiful nonetheless. The brown hair from his head repeated itself over his body in a pattern of soft curls. He had the body of a man, there was nothing. It sure was a lot of house for one person. Alternating where they spent half their week wasn’t the same as living together full time, twenty-four seven. With no three day timeouts to miss each other while they reconnected with their separate worlds. And while Sean had done this before, she hadn’t. He was asking them to change their lives but he was being too laid back about it. ‘Babe, you have to admit living together and buying a house is a huge step for us.’ Sean looped an arm around her.