JUSTIN
When I arrived at the penthouse, my wife greeted me. She was wearing an apron and swaying slightly to the tune of a soft song. She probably didn’t hear me come in because she was busy with what she was doing. I watched her for a moment. Whatever happened earlier at the office, I quickly forgot. Right now, I’m in heaven.
I stepped closer to her and sat on a barstool. I was going to give her a kiss, but she was holding a knife, and the last thing I wanted was for her to get startled and accidentally stab me. That would be terrible for both of us.
A smile appeared on her lips when she saw me. She put down the knife, wiped her hands on the apron, and then came over to me.
“Hi!” She kissed my cheek and pulled back slightly. Riz remained close.
“Hi, what are you doing?”
“Making us a
