Evan's voice echoed in Rossie's mind.

"I miss you, baby."

Rossie then wondered if there was something wrong with the man's brain that made him express his longing.

Rossie stared intently at her husband, her breath still ragged, his demanding kisses seeming to take her breath away.

"Mr. Evan, you're here," Rossie said, then looked down.

Evan grabbed his wife's chin and pulled her up; he always wanted to see her beautiful face when he spoke to her.

"Yes, baby... yes, I just arrived."

Evan ...