Ella leaned gently into Eric's embrace, her fingers brushing over his slightly rough hands. "I know you've been working hard these past days," she said softly.
Though she didn't press him, Ella understood that Eric rarely worked this late. In the past, he always made it home in time for dinner and would take her for a stroll afterward. For him to stay at the office until 10 p.m., there must have been something exceptionally important happening.
What's more, Eric had always been forthcoming with her about everything, but now it seemed like he was deliberately keeping something from her.
"How are you feeling today?" Eric asked, leaning back on the couch and gently kissing her cheek.
"Pretty good. Much better than usual," Ella replied with a smile.
Eric placed a hand on her waist and began massaging gently. "Still sore?"
