"Did I wake you?" Vance muttered, sitting on the bed's edge, looking at her against the backlight.For a moment, Rebecca was disoriented.He stood up, adding, "Not getting up to prepare my clothes?"She rolled over. "Find them yourself. I'm still sleepy.""It's been two days now—two days without you picking out my outfit. Mrs. Bradford, you're neglecting your duties," he whined.She sat up and saw that he was already fully dressed, standing neatly by the bed."You..." She suddenly lost her tongue.Vance adjusted his tie. "Alright, no more sulking. I'll come home early tonight, so you won't have to wait."He might not realize it, but she no longer waited for him like she used to."Say something," he pressed when she didn't respond."Okay," she replied indifferently."That's better." Satisfied at last, he added, "We'll have guests over for dinner tonight. Cheer up, and don't ruin the mood, okay?"So, that was what this was about.The reason he was so insistent on coaxing her
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