Since her husband's death it had seemed as though life refused to give her a break, but now it felt like perhaps things were going to start to turn around. Jeffrey was still in a hospital bed, but now she knew he was not in pain or tortured by horrid nightmares while in his coma, so a weight was lifted. In a couple of days, she'd be holding him in her arms and taking him home, happy and healthy. She trusted Tony on his word; her gut told her that he would live up to his end of the bargain and so she would happily live up to hers. Closing the door she threw her keys in the crystal candy dish beside the door and shrugged off her jacket, listening for the sounds of Tony roaming about. But to her disappointment there was only silence. It had only been five days since she’d first met him, but she was already becoming anxious to see him, excited about what he'd have in store for her. She'd never met anyone who could make her body sing like he could. Simply being around him aroused her. At first she'd been hesitant, and admittedly scared of what he'd had in mind for her.
