I wake up with a strange craving for eggs.
I drag my tired self out of bed, and I brush my teeth before I walk downstairs. I don't even bother wearing a dressing gown over my transparent chemise.
Brent probably won't even notice what I'm wearing. I'm just having fun making him uncomfortable. I can't wait to see him looking all embarrassed when I walk in, barely clothed.
I say a curt 'good morning' when I find him busy making coffee, and he glances at me before he takes his eyes back to the task at hand.
"Good morning." He murmurs. "What are you wearing?"
"Krystal got this for me after our honeymoon but I never got to wear it. Do you like it?"
He shakes his head in disbelief.
"What are you doing?"
"Just trying to spice up our marriage."
"I'm still gay, Cami."
"You're blushing
