Normally, I'd drop everything the moment she walked in. I'd massage her shoulders, rub her back, have dessert waiting. But this time, I didn't even glance up. I just kept replying to a client's messages.
Eve frowned at the sight and stormed over.
"Lowell, are you seriously still going on about this? It was just a box of condoms I forgot to split with you. Is that really worth giving me attitude?"
I said nothing. Kept typing.
"Are you deaf?!" She slammed her purse down and marched into the bathroom.
Through the door, I could faintly hear her on the phone.
"Gabriel, the company just landed a few big clients. If I start a fight with him right now, it'll leave a bad impression on them."
"Don't be upset. You know you're the most important person to me. Tomorrow I'll get your promotion and raise pushed through, and I've already got a birthday present ready for you."
A few minutes later, she came out in a loose bathrobe. There, just above her collarbone, sat an unmistakable hickey.
She caught me looking and quickly tugged the robe higher, irritation flashing across her face.
"Lowell, enough already!"