"And he that shuts out love, in turn, shall be shut out from love, and on her threshold lie howling in outer darkness.”
Alfred Tennyson
In the morning, I woke up and he was on the phone telling someone, "It's no problem. I have an office in Rome, so I'll never be out of touch. I'll have Clara fax anything important to you." He handed me a strawberry mug full of espresso and steamed milk when he saw me rise.
"Gorgeous man," I whispered more to myself than him, but he grinned.
He mouthed the words, "I love you," before returning to his call.
I walked into the bathroom, once again loving how gorgeous it was. It contained an enormous clawfoot tub with smooth stainless steel fixtures. A walk-in shower had spouts on three of the walls. It was like heaven. I found my lemon verbena bath set
