The husband and I are both artists. We find ourselves at a lot of gallery receptions. It’s how artists network and get their work sold. At this particular reception, the hubby and I are both showing our work in the gallery. We are both being chatted up by collectors/magazine editors (which let me say is not our norm, we are relatively unknown or “emerging” artists, lol) but both getting good networking in. The husband looks like he’s going to sell a lot of art. I’m probably getting an article/interview in a magazine, the night is going great!
So after we are both in different circles, talking career stuff, I see my husband looking for me across the room. We lock eyes. Just from the look he gives me, I can tell he wants me…right now. I look toward the bathroom, then look at him. He gets the signal.
A few minutes later he walks to the bathroom, shuts the door. I follow. As soon as I’m inside he grabs me, pushes me against a wall. And it’s on.