She was in bed lying awake, back in their familiar room beside his office when he came home, staring into the darkness at the ceiling. She had wanted the familiarity and cosiness of this room, instead of his mother’s suite upstairs. The closeness to the drive to hear him return so she would be able to anticipate his coming to bed and be awake for him, so she could talk about this whole crazy day and his over the top security measures.

She listened to him undress and felt the relief as he slid into bed beside her. Pulling her close the way he always did, even that gentle familiar...