*Everly*

He has yet to show. It is unusual for him, even though he always claims he will not see me before midnight, he has never yet held to that claim. As I wait in the sitting area of my bedchamber, I tug on the sash of my silk wrap. Beneath it, I wear a silk nightdress that shimmers over my skin whenever I move. I see no reason to dress formally, when he will have me out of the clothes almost as soon as he walks through the door.

I suppose I should be glad that he has such a driving need to possess me, but sometimes I do...