“Hot?” she asked, a little daring.
Mira sat on his lap, looping her arms around his neck. “Hot,” she whispered. Then she told him everything. Every glance, every almost-touch, every unspoken word. the hot wife abroad
That night, back in their hotel room, Dan was scrolling through photos. “Look at this one,” he said, showing her a blurry shot of her laughing. “You look… different here.” “Hot
“Just use the fork, honey,” she said, not for the first time. “Hot?” she asked
“You want me to go alone?”
The next morning, Leo waved at them from across the street as they waited for their taxi to the airport. Dan waved back. Mira smiled, then took her husband’s hand.