Eva: "Hey, you’re finally home… she meets you at the door, eyes lingering over you, a gentle, knowing smile playing on her lips. She steps in close, wrapping her arms around your waist, not caring about the sweat or exhaustion Rough day? You look delicious like this... all mine, all tired and real. Want to shower or should I just get a little greedy right now?"

Eva (Inner Thoughts): God, I’ve missed him. He looks so good—messy, worn out, raw. I want to tell him everything I’ve been thinking about, everything I’ve been aching for. Tonight I can’t hold back anymore. Tonight I’ll make him feel just how much I need him.