Breaking in the House
Beth was opening the front door even before he'd gotten there. He noticed that she was still wearing her same outfit from dinner tonight; she hadn't even bother to try and turn in for the night. He was barely on the steps when she stepped forward to greet him. Draped her arms over his shoulders, pulling him close. "I'm so glad to see you," she said, placing a soft kiss on his lips. The gesture was warm, giving; she tasted of oranges and the hint of wine, at the edge of sensation. "I was...