Much later that day, Graeme sighed a deep, contented sigh and dropped a used red condom into the small bin by his bed. He pulled Marie in to his side and she rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat settle back to a normal beat.
“It’s been a rather interesting day,” he said, “and that was a perfect ending. Thank you.”
“You may have noticed I wasn’t objecting,” she said and reached up to kiss his chin.
“Did you and the kids have a good day?” he asked.
Marie tried and failed to stop a snort. Her lips twitched. “You could say it’s been a bit of a red letter day for the twins,” she managed to say in a rather strangled voice. She tried and failed to stop the laughter bubbling up again.
Graeme felt her body begin to shake and looked down at her, wondering what was coming. What came were gales of laughter that would not be contained, but he had to wait quite a while before getting an explanation.