Circe stood in front of the bathroom mirror, brushing her teeth. She wondered how long she would stay. She left her toothbrush there after all. She didn't dare to bring clothes for fear of settling.

She looked at herself. Dressed in one of Gabriel's silk pajama tops. She was taller then most girls but the top was still a little long. Circe had the first few buttons unbutton, which wise the top part was a little tight.

Gabriel walked in putting his hands on her hips creeping them upward. Circe nearly swallowed her toothpaste in her mouth as a result of his cold hands. She spit in the sink and put her toothbrush away. Wiping her hands on a nearby towel.

"I have you know I'm a married woman."

She teased not wanting to satisfy his advances. Circe didn't understand how she kept on coming back to her husband no matter how mad she got. She loved him.

"Circe?"

"Mmm."

"Tokyo...., he didn't visit you did he?"

"What if he did?"

Gabriel didn't appreciate her response. He didn't want his brother to be near his wife not after them being engaged for two years. The only reason they broke it off is because Circe kept on pushing off the wedding. In the same amount of time she fell in love with someone else. Someone better.

"Did you two?"

Gabriel question Circe fatefulness. She move his hands of her hips and turn around to look at him.

"How could you even think that?"

"Maybe it's because I don't know what you were up to for a year."

"I didn't sleep with Chandler, ever. Bet you can't say that about Missy."

"You haven't forgot that."

Gabriel was in High school and he fell into peer pressure. He gave his virginity to Missy, the school's most popular girl. He made the mistake of telling Paon one day not knowing she was the waitress that always took his order.

His face was red with embarrassment. Circe thought he was so much cuter when he was embarrassed. 'Serves him right if he wants to elaborate on the past.' She thought as she shook her head and smiled.

"Your adorable when your jealous."

Gabriel just looked at her. He never thought himself as being adorable but that the would Circe loved to use to describe him. He kissed her on the forehead she was a head shorter then him.

"And your pretty when you smile." Gabriel added.

"Happy girls are the prettiest."

He kissed her this time on the lips. She started to laugh. She found it funny that they were trying to be romantic in the most unromantic place. The bathroom.

"Circe!"

"Sorry.."

She smiled awkwardly. He just couldn't deal with her. She wasn't taking it seriously.

"I'm not in the mood anymore."

"Me... neither."

She said laughing as Gabriel stood with his usual stern face. His wife was immature just like she was in her college years.

Gabriel walked out letting his wife finish up getting ready. Her hair was now placed in a perfect side ponytail instead of her loose matted hair that made her look like a cave woman.

When Circe came out of the bathroom she looked like a completely different person. Gabriel also had the same effect when he dressed in his normal attire.

"You look, stunning."

Gabriel said making sure that if she stayed he would make her feel like the Queen she was. The Queen of his heart that he always knew she was.

"You still wear those hideous red pants I see."

"Their in season."

"A fashion designer that can't dress himself that's a new one."

She joked. She actually grew to find those pants highlighted  just the right parts.