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encryption but getting nowhere fast. If only she had access to the AI model she'd
been working on in her lab, but everything there was trashed ... But wasn't there a
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smaller prototype of it in her work notes? It was non-functional at the moment but
if she activated it maybe....
 Got it, Laura muttered to herself.
 What? His body was rigid with tension, practically trembling with the desire to
come over and look at the screen. The look on his face was a mixture of hope and
anticipation.
 I can't break the encryption but I think there's a way to work around it. Look.
Laura motioned for him to come closer , which he did immediately.  I'm using a
smaller model of the AI that I was building in my lab, she said, indicating the
screen , which was a blur of rapidly scrolling digits.  It'll take a few hours, but it
should get the job done. Then I'll rout it through the audio and we can hear it.
 Smart lady.
 Well, there's nothing to do now but let the AI work. Would you mind if I took a
bubble bath? It's been kind of a stressful day and I'm still cold from the rain. A
bath raises your core temperature.
 Mmm. The look he gave her through half-lidded eyes expressed admiration of a
whole different type.  Raises your temperature, huh?
Laura felt herself blushing despite her resolution not to.  I'm cold, she repeated.
 Of course you can take a bath. Make yourself at home, Laura. The melted
chocolate eyes regarded her quietly.
 Thanks. She laid the Message Buddy on the coffee table in font of her and
escaped to the bathroom.
There wasn't much to use in the way of bubble bath so shampoo had to suffice.
Fortunately it foamed up nicely and Laura sighed with relief as she lowered
herself into the hot, steamy depths.
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A hot bubble bath was more than a luxury, it was a necessity after a stressful day.
Gerald had complained in the beginning of their marriage that she spent more time
in the bathtub than in their bed. Not that it did either one of them much good for
her to come to bed, Laura thought. She scooped up a handful of foam and puffed
on it, watching the bubbles disperse. How interested would Vince be in her if he
knew about that?
Forget it. Don't think about it. She leaned back and let the water that was just this
side of too hot lap against her naked skin. Though it was barely late afternoon
she'd had an incredibly draining day. Her eyes drifted shut.
* * * *
 Laura, you okay in there?
His voice and light rapping on the bathroom door wakened her.
 Hmm? For a disorienting moment she wasn't sure where she was. The water had
grown cold around her and the bathroom was nearly dark, lit only by the pale gray
light coming in through the single frosted window high on the far wall. She liked
to take baths in the dark; it was more soothing, easier to shut out everything
around you that way.
 Laura? She could feel his worry seeping under the door like a dark fog that
trembled along her nerve endings. She sat up, sloshing water over the side of the
tub with the sudden movement.
 I'm fine. She shivered as the chilly water slapped against her bare skin.  I just
lost track of time, that's all.
 Oh, well. It's just been a couple hours and I was gettin' worried. Do you like
Chinese?
For a moment her sleep blurred brain wouldn't process this and then she realized
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he was talking about dinner. Her stomach rumbled at the thought--breakfast has
been a long time ago and she had lost most of it at The Royal Thai after being
barraged by the girl, Amy's, teenaged emotions.
 Uh, sure. Chinese is good, she answered, fumbling to pull the plug and drain the
ice cold water away.  I'll be out in a minute.
 Take your time. Always takes them at least twenty minutes to deliver. Anything
you want?
 No, whatever you order is fine. She stood up, feeling the chilly water sluice
down her skin and reached for a towel. There was silence outside the door now but
she could tell he was still there.  Hey, do you mind if I wear your shirt again?
Tandy hadn't left anything resembling clothes around the house and she didn't
relish the thought of wriggling back into the skin-tight jeans and see-through shirt.
At least his green button-down she'd been wearing earlier was roomy and covered
everything.
There was more silence from the other side of the door and a feeling of restraint,
an emotion he was trying to hold in check perhaps. Laura was beginning to
wonder if she'd offended him. Maybe he didn't like her wearing his clothes? He
hadn't seemed angry that morning when he'd found her wearing the shirt.
 Sure, no problem, he said at last, just when she was about to take back the
request.  Uh, how's your back? Is that Safe-t-Skin comin' off yet?
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