Gary and Libby; Take Two

I sit with Luke, and a strong mug of black coffee, around my dining room table, sifting through an uncountable amount of papers. Its getting on for ten and we chat as we work, the reassuring gurgle from Ethans baby monitor lessening the potentially harsh silence each time we fall quiet. "This is obscene." Luke lets out a disgruntled sigh, throwing his Biro down and watching it drown in the sea of documentation. Nodding in agreement, my eyes slipping in and out of focus, my exhaustion gripping me, as i glance up at the clock. 10.07pm  Gary should be back any minute. From whatever gig hes doing tonight. Hes been out so much lately and im sick of being on my own, and so now im sat here, half asleep and working with Luke at ten past ten on a Tuesday. "Maybe we should call it a night?" I offer, quietly eager to get Luke gone so i can go to bed, but right on cue, the baby monitor broadcasts a shrill scream from my sleeping son, preventing me from hearing my desired a...

"Ethan, i think mummy and daddy are back." I hear the muffled voice of Clara, the baby sitter as Gary stands outside the front door, fishing for the keys in a coat pocket, one hand instantly wrapped around my waist. "You know," I raise a wry eyebrow. "You could probably get at them better if you let go of me." Gary stops fidgeting immediately and looks up at me deadpan."I dont want to let go of you. Do you want me to let go of you?" His fingers drum rhythmically against my hip as his arm tightens around me. Its very distracting. Warily, i shake my head, smiling slowly when Gary abandons the search for the keys and instead snakes both of his hands around my body. "Youre very clinging all of a sudden.." My tone is inquisitive, cocking my head to one side as i slip my hand into the back pocket of Garys black jeans and pull out the keys. But he merely shrugs a satisfied shrug in response, planting a seconds smacking kiss against my mouth...