~Restaurant~
Paul smiled when he opened the door and saw her standing there.
"Emily…"
The woman he affectionately called "2-E" smiled, nearly sending him over the edge. "Paul…" She purred, lightly touching his chin. "So nice to see you." Her eyes
moved around the apartment and back to his face. "I see you've been writing."
"It's nice to see you too. I have been doing a little writing."
"Good..."
"But nothing that will win the Pulitzer."
"It's been much too long since we last saw each other."
"It has." He swallowed hard, for he knew the real reason they hadn't seen each other recently. But he chose to avoid the subject of Emily's husband. Instead he
said "Why don't we celebrate? I'll take you to your favorite restaurant."
His question made her freeze. "Actually Paul, why don't we stay here? Have a nice evening at home?"
Paul grimaced. Clearly she was trying to avoid her husband.