Slightly Married. Wendy Markham

until it’s safe to go home. Which it isn’t until I know Bernie’s in bed and sound asleep. Because if he’s still awake and he hears me come in, he gets all wound up and he’s awake for another two hours, wanting to climb all over me.”

      “Jack is kind of the same way,” I say with a sly smirk.

      “Yeah, that won’t last.”

      “What do you mean?”

      “Once you’re married, everything gets to be old hat. And I mean everything. Trust me on that.”

      “You mean…?”

      “I do.” Latisha shakes her head. “Me and Derek used to have some big ol’ sparks goin’ on, morning, noon and especially night. Now all I want to do when I get into bed at night is sleep.”

      She reaches out and pats my engagement ring. “But don’t worry, those days are way down the road for you. You just have fun planning your wedding.”

      With that, she’s gone, and I’m left wondering when the fun is going to begin.