They Paid Me to Fix Their Marriage, So I Took Over Their Bed novel · Chapter 8 of 24

Chapter 8: Slip

Signe's POV

I drove with one eye on the road and the other on the mirror.

The back seat of my Subaru was not large, and Dane filled most of it.

He sat with his big hands on his knees, and his work pants smelled of diesel and river.

Hana sat as far from him as the door allowed.

"Hands," I said, at the first red light on Lombard. "You may."

Neither of them moved.

"Hana," I said. "Take his hand."

She turned and took it.

She held it in both of hers in her lap, and stroked her thumb over his knuckles, and I watched Dane's face crumple and recover.

"Mouths are still mine," I told them. "Nobody kisses. Everything else you may do."

The light changed.

Hana looked at me in the mirror.

Then she slid across the seat, set her palm on the front of Dane's pants and rubbed.

He let his head fall back.

I drove through Kenton with the heater on and the windows fogging, and listened to the zipper go down in the back seat.

I heard her husband's breath catch.

I heard the small slick sound of her hand.

"Slowly," I said, to the mirror. "You've got ten minutes. I want him ready, and I do not want him finished."

"Yes," Hana said.

In the mirror I saw her fist move on him, up and down.

Dane gripped the seat edge, and his hips lifted, and he kept his eyes shut and murmured her name.

I turned onto Denver Avenue under the big plaster Paul Bunyan.

I parked behind a brick building with a steel door and turned off the engine.

"Inside," I said.

The studio smelled of wet clay and woodsmoke.

It was one long room with a concrete floor, and shelves on every wall, and rows of unglazed gray mugs drying in lines.

There was a potter's wheel by the window, and a long worktable down the middle of the room, scarred and dusted white.

A big kiln squatted in the back, still ticking with heat from the night's firing.

Hana pulled the door shut behind us, and turned the key.

She stood in front of the table with her hair stuck up and her mouth red.

Dane's pants were open and he did not seem to have noticed.

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