When had she become so hopeless? Is this what it was like when you met ‘the one’? You became so joined at the hip that survival apart was futile.
She finally climbed into bed wearing a satin and lace, sexy and extremely skimpy, nightdress. A self-indulgent purchase when she had first got together with Rob and had never worn. It was strappy, revealing in places where see through lace panels were strategically placed and despite his lack of appearance, she put it on for his benefit. Once again feeling stupid and pushing it away in her mind that she was being pathetic.
She was barely asleep when she heard him coming through the front door. Her heart skipped a beat at the noise of the intruder before fully realising he was home and flipping in joy. She heard him fumble with her keys in the d
