*Braxton*
I arrive home a little before 6:00. The temptation to stay and work late was overwhelming because I hadn’t gotten much done during the work day, but there was no way I could force myself to sit in that office when I knew that the most beautiful woman in the world was at my home.
I get out of the car and rush up the stairs, leaving my briefcase behind, knowing it will be brought in for me. I need to see Julia. I need to hold her in my arms and know that she is real, that she’s still here, that she is by my side.
The moment I come in the door, I catch her scent before I even turn my head and find her, crossing the foyer, looking as lovely as always, her heels tapping on the marble. She has a warm smile on her face, and her arms are spread for a welcoming embrace.
I launch mysel
