Time once again to take you into the unrelenting heat that is our private chamber, and share with you some of the dialogue that keeps our chambre d'amour so damn spicy.
Wife: What are you eating?
Wife: You smell like mints.
Moi: Do I?
Wife: Yes... you smell like mints a lot lately.
Moi: I've been eating a lot of mints lately.
Wife: You have?
Moi: Yes. While I drive.
Wife: What kind?
Moi: Because it's either that or tacos.
That's all for today. Harlequin Romance is here to pitch us a book idea and get some pictures, so I need to do my push-up. For more bedroom banter, Go Here.
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