I wear the short black dress he loves and my hair cascades down my bare back. The honeysuckle breeze squeezes between the blinds.  The anticipation of his arms around me pressing his body against mine makes me quiver inside.  Yearning rushes through my veins and my skin is ablaze. 

A knock and I rush to the door. His hungry eyes catch a flicker of longing in mine. I close the door leaving the world outside.