I shrieked, pulled the trench coat tightly over my breasts and took the stairs up, two or three at a time. I flung open our bedroom door and ran straight to the bed to hide under the sheets until the humming in my ears ceased. I was so embarrassed!
As I lay under the covers basking in my utter humiliation, feeling sorry for myself and wondering what my husband was thinking, I heard the door crack open slowly.
“Babe..?” My husband said quietly from the door. “You okay?”
I shook my head and brought it up to look at him. He was standing just inside the door, a worried expression with a slight hint of amusement sat on his face. He peered at me curiously and his lips shook as he tried to bite back a laugh.
I sank back under the covers and cringed.
I felt the bed sink low as he came to sit next to me and rub my side through the covers.
“So um…care to explain what just happened down there?”
“No…” I whined.
“well, Felix thinks you’re hot…”