Love in the Afternoon

    Gary was asleep, stretched across the braided rug in the living room when I came home to pick up some paperwork I needed at the office. He was snoring lightly and I tried to be as quiet as I could so I wouldn’t wake him.
    I wasn’t quiet enough
    Just as I was pulling the door shut behind me, I heard, “Brenda, come here.”
    I stepped back into the house and shut the door. “Sweetie, I didn’t mean to wake you up, but I needed a few papers at the office."
    Gary grinned at me. “That’s okay. I’ve been asleep since nine and need to get off the floor. Give me a hand.”
    I walked to the rug, leaned over and reached for Gary’s hand. Instead of me pulling Gary to his feet, he pulled me down beside him, wrapped his arms around me, and gave me a kiss.
    “How about you take the afternoon off, darling?” he asked.
    “I need to get this job finished for a customer,” I told him.
    “Honey, you do know one advantage of being your own boss, don’t you?”
    “What?” I asked.
    “Your boss can’t fire you if you don’t report back to work in the afternoon. Nor please you the way I can.”
    Gary was right about that, so I stayed in his embrace, enjoying the feel of him, until lightning bugs were flashing outside the windows.