“My pleasure!” With his free arm, he reached behind to close the door and locked it as Gillian willingly allowed him to taste the sweet strawberry flavor lip gloss on her lips as the background music grew louder and louder. Nobody does it better …
That was for sure, Gillian thought. Nobody, not even her husband! If only! Gillian sighed when reality hit. Oh, but make no mistakes, Ethan looked just as handsome, slick, and cool as James Bond, especially with his Trilby-style hat and the sunglasses. Well, that was how it began, because Ethan always looked very cool to Gillian. So she was able to play along with her husband until he answered her first question, which brought her back to reality with a thud.
“Is that really you? You finally came!” Gillian noticed Ethan caught on to how she was posing as one of those seducing female characters from James Bond’s movie encouraged by the song that was playing from her radio. “The spy who loves me?”
