I dress quickly and brush out my damp hair, blowdrying it fast. The one good thing about my shorter wavy hair is it requires no maintenance. It styles itself. I throw on the most basic of make-up and a spritz of perfume and am ready by the time he walks out of the bathroom, fully clothed and smelling divine. He looks me up and down appreciatively.  

“Beautiful, as always, Cara Mia.” He takes my hand and brings it to his mouth, gently kissing my knuckles in a very gentlemanly ...