Forgive Me Father for I Have Loved
“Caruso!” Rhapsody turned the thick, glossy pages of the wedding magazine and made herself comfortable on the brand, spanking new China red sofa. A garish thing—loud, whimsical and sexy—and he’d allowed her to move the monstrosity inside of his home until they relocated into their own house together, after the wedding.
“So, we are down to two houses now and I just need you to make a decision, Rhapsody. I know decisiveness is not your forte, but time is ticking.” He tapped his wrist, pretending his watch was there.
“Selfish!” Rhapsody hissed in mock indignation as she flipped to another page featuring sage and salmon napkin holders. “I don’t like this color combination. This is what Melody said I should have. She is ridiculous. I’m not doing it.” She sneered at the glossy photo.
“Don’t change the topic. I’m not selfish for not wanting you to go on your little jaunt tonight and stay here with me for some evening delights.”
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