I beat Anna home from work that night, and prepared a surprise dinner for her as a sort of make shift apology. I wasn't really sorry, I was more amused, and if anything - strangely proud.

She walked in the front door looking tired, but as beautiful as ever. At first she avoided talking to me, but her wall eventually came down.

"Sorry I yelled so much earlier, I know it was an accident." she admitted, " - I just felt... naked."

I chuckled, "Well... you were."

We ate in silence for a minute, and I told her, "I saw Bob as I left for work this morning."

She immediately...