"I missed you," Adam had said as he slipped his arms around Melanie from behind while she stood standing at the sink, washing the dishes.
"You missed me because we were apart for a few hours?" Melanie asked, not turning around, though a soft smile had played at the corners of her mouth. She had a surprise for him tonight.
"I miss you every minute when you are not with me," Adam whispered in her ear as he reached around to take the plate from her hands, drying it with a towel, his hands still around her.
She glanced at him and grinned. "Do you?"
"Mm hmm," he murmured.
"But I've already known that."
"Oh really? How do you know that?"
"You've made it a habit to tell me that every night," she had said, casting him a pointed look, "in the bedroom."
He chuckled at that, then reached for the last bowl, taking it from her hand. But instead of simply drying it, he caught her wrist and held it gently. "Have you noticed something?"
"What? That the house had been quiet for a change?"
