A Broken Fate

by Cat Mann

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  We were splayed out in bed. Ari ran his fingers over the lacy fabric. “I was wondering when I was going to see you in this.” He tugged at a strap.

  I shifted and looked up at him. “What do you mean? How did you know I had this?” Although the lingerie had been in our shared closet, it was in a deep, dark corner that had gone unexplored by Ari.

  “I was golfing with my dad, Thais and Rory a couple of weekends ago – remember?”

  “Yes, I remember, but that doesn’t explain anything.”

  “Let me finish.” He tugged hard on the strap between his fingers and then let go causing it to smack and sting the back of my thigh. The noise was harsher than the bite and I giggled.

  “My dad, very chipper for five in the morning,” Ari continued, “was explaining, in-between holes three and four, that Aggie, my mother, had come home from a shopping trip with Ava, my wife, and that the two of you had visited the new lingerie section at baio. My dad went on to tell my uncle just how great my mother looked in the color red. My dad then proceeded to ask me, with a wink, how my evening had gone. I had nothing to report – you and I hadn’t done anything in a long time – if you get my drift.” Ari frowned. “So anyway, my dad carried on with his story and told me that my mother had told him that you, Ava, had a wardrobe full of sexy little things just like this.” He slapped me on my bottom, playfully. “So every night since then I have waited, and waited … and waited to see you come out of that closet in something other than my underwear.”

  “Well, you should have said something,” I pouted.

  “I rather enjoyed the suspense. Will she … or won’t she? I honestly didn’t think you had the nerve.”

  “Well, you were wrong.”

  “Mmm.” He ran his finger up the inside of my thigh. “I can see that. Now, as I recall from the baio catalog, sitting on my desk at work, this little black scrap costs a lot of money. I think we should get your dollars’ worth.”

  “Ari, I didn’t pay for this.”

  “Minor detail … ” He said as moved himself on top of me on the bed. We spent the rest of the evening reconnecting, being in love, making love and strengthening the bond in our marriage.