A/N: This chapter's a bit naughty, but not too bad. :)
Trina was eating a lollipop. It was one of the long, slender kind, which made matters even worse.
"Where did you get that?" asked Illya. Trina rolled the lollipop around and around on her tongue, then gently sucked its tip. Illya felt his knees go weak.
"Macy's. It was on clearance." Trina sounded a bit apologetic. Illya hadn't even noticed that she was wearing a new blouse.
"That is all right. It is a pretty blouse, but I was talking about the lollipop."
"Oh! It was left over from Halloween. I thought I might as well get rid of them before they rot the kids' teeth out. We can't afford the dental bills." Illya was barely listening. He was staring at the lollipop, which was glistening with Trina's saliva.
"You didn't hear a word I just said."
"Sorry. Just a bit distracted." Illya smiled sheepishly. He could hear the faint strains of the television set in the den. The kids were watching 'The Brady Bunch'. Chyort, there was just entirely too much of the day left before bedtime.
"Oh, you want one too, don't you?" Trina laughed. "I'll get you one. There's plenty left. What flavor do you want?"
"That is not what I want." He grinned saucily at her.
"What do you want, then?"
He embraced her from behind and kissed her cheek. "Tell you tonight," he whispered in her ear.
