She put a finger to his lips. "Stop," she said. "We shouldn't"
Eddie pulled away. It had been like this the past couple of days he thought. He pours himself another drink and then sits on the couch to watch the game. "What's going on?" He asked. "We rarely talk anymore."
She walked over to the balcony, back turned to him. She said over her shoulder "I just don't know if I can do this anymore, living like this, as if we rule the world and money is nothing to us." She turned around and faced him, "I miss the way things used to be, back when we had nothing but the clothes on our backs and each other."
Eddie looked away from the tv and took a drink. "This is what you wanted." He said, "Back then all you spoke about is how great our life would be if we had money, and now that we do, all you do is complain about it."
Eddie got up and walked over to the balcony.
To be continued...