She filled the sink with soapy water and added a few drops of lavender oil from the hand-blown bottle. Kyle knew how much she loved it so he’d made a detour to the nuns at Montmartre on his last business trip.
Kyle didn’t understand why she insisted on washing dishes herself. She couldn’t explain it. At least use the dishwasher! Why did this bother him so much?
She started with the crystal and glassware. She looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows, past the pool and tennis court, over the treetops to the horizon. “Baby, what you want me to do,” she almost felt his breath on her earlobe.
They were at the baggage claim, the car waiting to take them to the show. She was already in her black sequin dress. His eyes on her neckline, “Do something with that.” He didn’t like low-cut anything on her. The short, tight and sequinned elements were okay though, he grinned.
She started pacing. Where were their bags? She still had to do hair and makeup. He stepped away to watch her from a bit of a distance. He secretly loved it when she got mad. But he knew she didn’t.
He grabbed her left hand and pulled her to him. His left hand on the small of her back. Irritated, she tried to push him away. He pulled her closer and started softly humming a few bars of Jimmy Reed’s Baby What You Want Me to Do. He kissed her neck, twirled her under his arm, then right on cue, “We’re goin’ up, we’re goin’ down….”
Her hands in the lavender-infused soapy water, she tried not to follow her wild-eyed love. He sang it as Elvis had, “You got me doin’ what you want me, Baby, what you want me to do….” He danced her around the baggage carousel as he serenaded her. He didn’t notice and wouldn’t have cared that people were staring.
Kyle stopped when he saw her. She hadn’t heard him come in. He tried to place the tune she was humming, but it registered in his shoulders. He turned away, quietly taking his keys and jacket from the front hall, speed-dialling as he opened his car door.
[Lyrics in italics, from: “Baby What You Want Me to Do,” by Jimmy Reed. Original release: Baby What You Want Me to Do, 1959. Written by Jimmy Reed.]