The Sex Whisperer: Book 1 in the Whisperer Trilogy by Rabbit Sadie

Author:Rabbit, Sadie [Rabbit, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-08-13T21:00:00+00:00

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The silence weighed on her like a heavy, wet jacket. Olivia sat at the kitchen bar looking at the calendar on her phone. Her flight left Wednesday afternoon, and she imagined Mike would have some work-related reason why he couldn’t see her off at the airport. That meant she only had one evening to have a meaningful conversation with her husband before she left.

Armando had made two enormous Greek salads. They looked like exotic house plants. Olivia picked at the platter of hummus, olives and cheese. She uncorked a bottle of wine to let it breathe. I suppose it wouldn’t hurt if I have a glass while I wait, she thought, pouring herself a Napa cab.

Mike showed up uncharacteristically early. Perhaps it was the wine, but Olivia took it as a good omen.

“Mmmm,” Mike said. “It smells like the Mediterranean in here.”

“That’s my olive breath,” Olivia said.

“I’ll take olive breath over doggie breath,” Mike said.

As always, he disassembled his business clothes in the kitchen. He draped his tie over the back of a chair, hung his suit jacket near the door and took up his seat at the head of the table. He poured himself a very large glass of wine to go with Olivia’s more modest glass.

“How was work?” Olivia asked.

“Not bad,” he said. “I’ve been interviewing candidates for my No. 2.”

“Anyone good?”

“All of them,” Mike said. “I think the hard part is going to be picking which one’s better than the rest.”

“Maybe you should take a page out of your boss’s book, and pick the hottest one,” Olivia said.

Mike smiled and cocked his head to the side giving Olivia a devious look. “They’ve all been guys so far, so I’m not sure how good of a judge I’d be.”

Olivia slid Mike’s salad onto the table. “So, I’m leaving in three days.”

“The house is going to feel lonely,” Mike said.

“Do you really think that?”

“No,” Mike said, sighing. “I’m just saying whatever comes to mind.”

Olivia took a long drink of her wine, and set it down slowly in front of her. I’m not going to lose my cool. She thought about all the books she’d read on conflict resolution, and she knew how important her next few words would be. Use “I” statements, she thought.

“When you talk to me like that, I feel like I’m getting made fun of,” Olivia said.

Mike continued eating casually.

“Did you hear me?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he said, “I’m sitting right here.”

“I especially felt like that when you were talking about my work at the opening this weekend,” she said.

Mike sat his fork down and rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand. “I was out of line,” he said quietly, “and I’m not sure where it came from.”

“I’m not either,” Olivia said. “What you were saying didn’t bother me as much as the fact that you said in front of our friends. And you said it at the opening. I should have been happier than I’ve ever been in my life, and I spent the first 10 minutes crying in the bathroom like a teenage girl.

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