Travis...managed to avoid the mention it sounded a good deal like some sort of super secret scientific experiment. Neither him or his wife needed to be reminded of that, not there, not then. "I think they would protest. Loudly. Old school repetition might have a better reception, mostly because they can't turn us off." And he could always change his words a little, to throw them off.
Travis had had...fun with Makayla rolling around the bed when they first got married. He tended to hug her to submission nowadays, but when she was restless, there was little he could do. He turned his head quickly, lips briefly touching her cheek, too, and a bit of her own lips. Did he love those lips...
When she next spoke, Travis had to hurry and swallow a pretty generous piece of meat. Hey now, he liked the direction of this conversation. Who said it was only guys who were conquered with food? He had to do special meals more often. Grinning at her, he took a sip of champagne before answering. "I have some ideas of what we haven't done too much as of lately, but you are free to elaborate." He was going to play it cool, or at least try.