Franco ran his hand down his wife's chest and settled his fingers over her navel. Diane looked at him and blew out a puff of smoke that wafted out the window and into the night.
"I love that we spend every full moon together," she said.
Franco took the cigarette from Diane and deposited it in the ashtray on the windowsill. He then handed her a wine glass.
"You're beautiful in the moonlight." He said, filling their glasses. "I'll never tire of this view."
The couple clinked their glasses and drank as they watched the moon rise.
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