I spotted a piece of paper on the bed as I grabbed for his pillow to inhale his now-familiar scent—a blend of soap, sandalwood, and warmth.

[Good morning, sweetie.

I'm sorry to leave you in bed alone this morning, but know that I will be daydreaming about you throughout the day.

Please keep in mind that at noon, your personal shopper will arrive. Try to have a good time and spend a lot of money today!

My family dinner will be held at eight o'clock, so I'll be home by six thirty. If you need something or if you miss me, call me.

Yours,

Nicholas.]

At his note, I sighed....