I stared at Ricardo’s back as he worked on the eggs in the kitchen, he is a loving man, beautiful inside and out, but I wasn’t satisfied. I yearned for more, I wanted to explore, I needed excitement, when I married Ricardo I was side blinded by what I saw, he was the first man I lay with, everything was fine, but something was amiss in the bedroom. Ricardo had no element of surprise.
“Want some coffee ?” Ricardo had asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.
“Hmm… no, I prefer tea, use honey, no cream.”
“Okay, baby.”
He brought my breakfast to me on the sofa with a grin on his face, he loved doing this, he loved being the perfect gentleman, I’m so vile for being disgusted by this act, after all, any lady would kill for this.
“What’s wrong, Catherina? You look worried.” He asked me, his thick Spanish accent accentuating his English.
“Oh, it’s nothing darling. I’m thinking about a vacation” I lied through my teeth biting into my toast with a sly smile.
“Ah! That’s not a bad idea. We need it, and I feel like we need to reconnect, don’t you think ?”