“You've got a devious streak, don't you?" Brian's smirk grew into a teasing smile.

"I guess women need a Little wickedness to stay ahead," Rosalynn retorted, her eyes glinting seductively.

Brian burst into laughter.

"And who told you that?”

“Some sage advice. Sounds logical, doesn‘t it?"

“I wouldn't dare argue. My wife is always right."

Their banter was interrupted by the chime of her phone.

A new message from Maggie had arrived.

Maggie's concern was apparent in her text.

“Rosalynn, are you up?"

Rosalynn dialed her number, a warm smile threading her Lips.

“Hey! We're just having breakfast. Join us if you're hungry.”

“No, thanks. I've had my fill."

Maggie paused, her voice tentative as she continued, “How are things with Mr. Hughes?"

Rosalynn's eyes turned to Brian.

“We're doing great. Is something bothering you?"

She suspected Maggie might be worried about the previous night's public spat with Deanna at the club. Perhaps she thought it might have caused a row between her and Brian when they got home.

! Nothing. Just making sure you're alright. By the way, should I start calling you Mrs. Hughes?" Maggie chuckled on the other end of the Line.

"“Shush, don't go spreading that around!" Rosalynn's smile was audible in her voice.

"So you guys arent going public anytime soon?”

“No, we're good as we are right now."

They carried on their lighthearted chatter for a while before ending the call.