Sandy was thinking about her too. He flipped through some case files, all stupid and bored rich people complaining, but this didn't take her out of his mind. He stared at the picture of them on his desk that was taken at their 20th anniversary. God was she ever gorgeous. He loved her so much. Everything about her, the way her smooth legs felt against him, the way that she made his heart beat a little faster when she spoke to him, or looked him in the eye. The way that her perfume smelled when he kissed her, and her the softness of her hair, which was always falling gracefully around her beautiful face. He loved how when they made love, she would absolutely glow, and she never did that for anyone else, just him. He loved it when she would try and stay awake through an entire movie, but would always fall asleep, and then claim she was just "resting her eyes." All the little stupid things she did, he loved. Some people said he was a little crazy, but it was love.
Sandy glanced down at his watch- 1:15. Time to go to lunch- thank god. He didn't think that he could stand it much longer to be without her- even if they couldn't do anything under Caleb's hawk like watch. He tried not to speed on the way over to the Newport Group offices, but the thought of his wife always made him a bit antsy.
Kirsten was touching up her makeup and fluffing up her hair when Caleb waltzed in without knocking. He sat down and Kirsten didn't notice he was there.
"Kiki." Kirsten gasped, and turned around to see him sitting there. Her heart briefly stopped for a moment at the rather frightening image of her father sitting there with such a scary look on his face.
"Uhh… Hi dad. Did you need something?" She asked kindly.
" I wanted to let you know that we need those figures by after my lunch break. I'm going home to meet Julie, and when I get back at 3 the figures need to be ready for the meeting next week"
"Dad I have lunch plans already- if the meeting's not till next week, can't I just give them to you tomorrow?"
"Well I guess…" he started, feigning being let down. "I just don't want the company to fall to pieces because of laziness." Caleb knew that Sandy was coming for lunch- he just wanted to make sure that Kirsten would be stressed so that they wouldn't have too good a time. Truth be told he felt a lot like Seth when it came to Sandy and Kirsten's relationship. He stood up and left leaving Kirsten in shock of his rudeness.
Sandy walked in carrying a plastic bag which appeared to be full of takeout, and a bouquet of roses.
"Hey honey." he said roguishly with a smile creeping across his face as he started to shut the blinds that covered all the windows of Kirsten's spacious office.
"Hi." Kirsten answered shortly.
"What's the matter sweetheart?" He questioned, holding her waist and kissing her cheek. She shut her eyes and smiled briefly thinking that her dad was probably standing in her office somewhere, waiting for the right time to 'pop in' and ruin the moment.
"Dad. He's using the old guilt-trip tactic to keep us apart. I don't get it. Were not 16-year-olds in high school, we are married, 20 years for Christ's sake. Why can't he just let go of the fact that I love you?" At first Kirsten's voice was angry, but it grew softer and softer until finally she sounded sad, and defeated.
"You know what? Why don't we just skip lunch and go right to the part where we kiss?" Sandy proposed.
"Well I would, but I'm starved. We can just take an extra long lunch break." Kirsten replied, putting her hand to her stomach, with an apologetic smile. So they sat and ate lunch, and after, retreated to the couch for a little bit of husband-and-wife bonding time- as Sandy called it.
