"You make a scene just walking into a room. Any room," she told him, grinning at her computer screen as she finished up. She could hear the self satisfaction in him, she didn't even have to look.

With a few last keystrokes, the computer started to shut down and she turned in her chair to look at him. How she'd gone nine months without looking at that in the afternoons, she didn't know, but it made her smile. "I'm ready now."