That shut her up real quick. They stared at each other for a few seconds, then Rosalynn reached down and yanked the belt of his robe lose.

Brian chuckled.

“How crude. Well, I suppose it's in line with your wild nature."

Soon, light filled the entire apartment as the sun rose higher in the sky

It illuminated the Lovers Locked in a passionate embrace in the middle of the kitchen.

They were, however, rudely interrupted by the ringing of Brian's phone.

Rosalynn pulled back first and tied the belt of his robe back in place.

“Answer it. I'll take the food out to the table."

Brian reluctantly let go of her and grabbed his phone.

It was his mother calling.

Brian picked up the phone and greeted, "Mom."

“Has Deanna been causing you any trouble, Brian?”

Noemi's voice floated through the receiver.

“Not at all," Brian responded.

"She's been good."

“I hear you've been playing the knight for Rosalynn Lately. Are things better between you two now?" There was no hint of jest in her tone.

His eyebrows furrowed, Brian questioned, "What did Deanna say to you, Mom?"

“Why would you think she told me anything? Unless there's something Rosalynn did that you're afraid Deanna would spill?"

Her tone suggested that Deanna had indeed spilled some beans.

Glancing to the dining room, Brian caught sight of a delicate figure.

He bit his Lip before speaking.

“Mom, Rosalynn and I have been married for quite a while now. It's about time she met you formally. I'll bring her over once my current assignment wraps up."