“Sooooo,” Terrance said suggestively, looking across the table at his wife. “What would you like to do tonight?”
Sophie, taking his meaning, had a sparkle in her eye as she formulated a response. “Well, I am a little tired tonight,” she said with a coy smile. “But you know I always sleep better afterward.”
He huffed, smiling back. “But that doesn’t exactly answer my question,” he said, hinting for her to elaborate. “How do you want to do it?”
