I rolled over, stretching an arm out, expecting to find Lucas on the warm bed. When all my hands touched were smooth silk sheets, I peeled my eyes open. Lucas stood in front of my dresser mirror, dressed in a dark suit, and adjusting his tie. I frowned. He was already wearing shoes.

"You're up already?", I asked, voice husky with sleep. I'd barely seen him for the past few days, with the exception of nights, when he came to bed. "Where are you going?"

"I have a meeting in an hour", he said, ...