"... Okay, buddy, get home safe." Michael waved at a friend leaving late from the party and closed the door, then turned to the lover in the house, "Okay, lady, you know the drill. Lei and Tyson will spend the night in campus. That means we are going to be all alone. I want to see you naked, NOW!"

Jacqueline, seated with her legs folded on a couch, looked at him in a somnolent manner, "My love, today I don't feel like doing it. I am not in the mood."

"WHAT? HOW? WHY?" Michael stared in surprise, "This is Saturday, pumpkin! You always go woo hu and whoop and throw your legs up when it's Saturday. Now, I want to get in between those legs!"

Jacqueline still appeared tired and weary, her manner lackadaisical, "My love, let's just watch tonight. That will be fun, too. I will even sleep on your chest."

"Which man on earth will find a woman sleeping on his chest fun when sleeping with her is also on the menu?" Michael slowly walked behind her, "This is our love night, pumpkin. I will do you French." He whispered close to her ear, "From Paris with love. I even happen to miss the stuff."

Jacqueline exhaled a weary audible sigh, "My love, I know it is our love night." She looked up at him, "And I hate that I am this tired. It wouldn't be fun and pleasurable like it always is, because my mind will not be there. I always want to be at my best when we make love so that it can never be boring. I would never want it to be boring." She once again sighed, "I will never risk myself to be boring to you, not when there are millions of other girls out there. But I promise to make it up to you, big time."

Michael showed a smile, feeling convinced, "Alright. Gotcha." He walked to the couch and sat, "But we are not going to watch a movie. We are going to play our FIFA career."

"Okay." Jacqueline as well smiled.

"Go get the console in the bedroom," Michael said.

Jacqueline got up and headed to the lover's bedroom. She always supported his interests and hobbies, even the ones she herself didn't enjoy. This was how their relationship had grown with a solid and cemented foundation, because the lover also supported her in her interests and hobbies.