Face Time

I escort Laura into the funeral home and introduce her to Jin and Mimi. Jin is quiet like I expected but Mimi smiles and hugs Laura immediately.

It rains the entire drive to the north of Seattle, and Lee talks a mile a minute the whole time, briefing me on his family and what I can expect from them. He seems exceptionally nervous, and I’ve never known him to be nervous.

My family irritates the hell out of me. I arrive at the funeral home on time, but they are already sitting and waiting, dressed in black, smudged prints all over the front hallway from their wet shoes.

“Thanks for the first class flight. That was nice. I’ve never flown first class before.” I look over at Lee driving the car from the airport and try not to cry.

I’m determined to take advantage of every opportunity for sex with Laura while we can, so sex in the shower is a definite winner. Soon, I’ll be off to Japan and working long hours again, and, even though, she’ll be with me, I don’t know how much private time we’ll have.

I’m glad I told Lee. I thought for a moment, as the horror stretched across his face, that we were over.

Laura makes breakfast for lunch, and I sit at her kitchen table and watch her cook. She slipped on tiny little shorts and a tank top, and every time she bends over I go insane with lust.

“Let’s get started.” Two years. Over two years.