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There was a hot tub and she understood, finally, what might be expected of her. But it was empty. That’s where we do the sous vide, he said.

He hummed a jaunty tune after they’d made love. She couldn’t leave his bed fast enough. That’s Amore! he sang. He’s not the one, she thought

They dove into the water and swam toward each other and groped and giggled and she said what’s that? and he said not me and they were scared

She rolls over and he’s not there. His clothes are gone. His toiletries. His photos. Lying there and not doing anything had finally paid off

She ran into the room and jumped into their bed and said, If you don’t put that book down this instant we’re through. But it was a good book

He fell in love when she said, You’re so not drunk enough. In the morning he woke next to her, confused. Ignorance is bliss, baby, she said.