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Every time he spoke, her heart fluttered. That call from outside the door caused her to raise and also smash her cigarette into the nearest potted plant. She stood, smoothing out her dress before going and pressing the button which would reveal her love to her.
"Welcome home, Mister Bishop."
Despite the fatigue that came with a tedious working day, the analyst couldn't help but beam as he strolled inside, one hand already busied with the buttons of his coat. He placed a quick kiss to her cheek once it was loosened, his cane hung along with it by the door on its usual hook. As one arm then bent to pull at his tie, the other beckoned her for a proper embrace.
He decided to spare her silly shame by pointing out the distinct odor of cigarette smoke. Why she thought it bothered him was still a humorous mystery.
"Why thank you,"
He tenderly wrapped around her narrow waist to pull her close, coaxing a girlish giggle that sent his heart into a giddy whirl. With a soft chuckle in return, Rodney pressed his lips to hers in a soft, lingering kiss, allowing his fingers to wander just the slightest bit along the familiar curves of her sides.
"Mrs. Bishop."
