Couple's Therapy

Sweepstakes!

Ben was in the kitchen making dinner for him and Miranda. Miranda was just finishing up with her last surgery and Tuck was at a friend's sleepover.

"Who opens their mail at work?", Miranda said walking into the doctor's lounge to change into her regular clothes.

"I do, of course. I only grab my mail on the way out leaving for work. Otherwise it'll just sit there and I'll forget", Callie said opening the next letter. "Dammit I didn't get it!"

"Get what?", Miranda said as she was changing.

"I didn't win the all paid trip to Bail for 2 weeks."

"You really enter into those sweepstakes, nobody ever wins those. Just like The Publisher's House Sweepstakes, who actually wins those....like 1 in a million."

"Well maybe you and Ben are that 1 in a million", she raised her eyebrows looking away.

"Callie what the hell did you do?"

"I may have accidently entered you and Ben into the Bali for 2 for 2 weeks sweepstakes."

"Seriously Callie, accidently really?"

"Well I figured if I can't get my ass smacked over seas maybe my bestie can", she laughed.

"Even if we did win, which we won't. I can't just take 2 weeks off and neither can Ben. Not to mention I have Tuck; his father is not going to take him for 2 weeks so me and Ben can salsa dance all over the island. You know he always use his other two kids as an excuse to why he can't keep Tuck longer than weekends."

Callie smirked. "Salsa dance my ass. And Tuck is almost in high school, hell I'll take him for 2 weeks so yall can Tango all over the sand."

"Shut up...I'm going home to have dinner with my husband. Good Night! And stop stealing my information and entering me into things."

"Whatever", Callie said as she finished going through her mail.

"Hey Ben I'm home baby!.....Oooh it smells good in here. What are you-.......oooohh", Miranda said as Ben came up behind her covering her eyes as she was closing the door

"Hi my love, I made a new dish I saw in the newspaper when I was doing my crossword puzzle. So you know I'm a little over board..."

"A little.....", she joked and he rubbed her butt. "Hands off the merchandise Sir", she giggled.

"Anyways I decorated the house a little different to match the dinner theme."

"Benjamin...please don't tell me you made a mess in my house."

"When I'm done with tonight you won't care how the house is....I can guarantee that!", he said against her neck leaving traces of his lips as he guided her into the kitchen.

"Benjamin if you walk me off a cliff I swear..."

"Miranda...we're in the house...how can I possibly-...."

"I seen Beetlejuice when they opened the door to a desert."

"I don't even know why I entertain you....", he laughed. "Just sit here okay woman", he said as he slid an eye mask over her eyes.

"Benjamin what you doing, I can't see."

"I know this is my own little twist to it", he turned her legs towards him as he pulled his chair next to hers. "I want you to try it first before I let you see it...okay?"

"No....if you feed me a fried squid or a baked octopus I'm going to cut you."

"Who bakes an octo-.... you know what never mind, just trust me woman. And your medical license doesn't give you permission to cut people outside of the O.R. Miranda", he said while grabbing some food with his hands bringing it to her lips.