The couple sat at the dining table as the aroma of noodles drifted through the air.
Claire took a few bites of her noodles and looked up at her husband's incredibly handsome face. "Adrian, you should eat more."
"I'll finish what's left in the pot," Adrian Quincy promised.
Claire Sinclair smiled in satisfaction. "See that you do."
Adrian Quincy nodded. Of course, he would do what he promised her.
After they finished their noodles, Claire Sinclair wanted to clear the table, but her husband insisted she go upstairs and take a shower first.
Claire Sinclair couldn't argue with him, so she obediently went into the bathroom.
When she came out of the shower, she saw him already sitting on the bed. He was holding a tablet, completely engrossed in whatever was on the screen.
Claire Sinclair climbed onto the bed and slipped under the covers. She wrapped an arm around his and rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes falling on the tablet in his hands.
"What are you looking at?"
