Elaine felt giddy as she brushed out her hair, staring at her glowing reflection in the mirror as the steam of the shower began to fog the edges. It had been so long since she had felt excited like this, trying to reel herself in so that she wouldn't get too ahead of herself – but the prospect of falling in love again excited her in ways she didn't think was possible for a woman of her age. Ideally she would have loved a man that was cultured, intellectual, and oozing class, but Gordon was a simple man with a charm about him that she found herself oddly drawn to. He had made it his mission to stop by every morning with flowers and coffee – despite the fact that she absolutely loathed coffee, she found herself drinking it any ways because he had gone to all that trouble. He liked to take he
