"I'm not the only one with magic fingers," he murmured. It was true, he massaged her more than he received massages, but that made him appreciate these occasions all the more. And it was always a pleasant reminder of how talented she really was.

They had the house to themselves, she didn't have to work tomorrow; he knew this was going to be a long night, and he didn't have a single complaint. In fact, the thought made him smile.