Kristen woke up that morning hungry for him. Her dreams had been anxious, terrifying, processing the real nightmare of the last few weeks. First there was the accident, then the hospital recovery, and now the stress of the lawsuit. Her doctor had declared her fit to return to normal activities, and so she’d gone back to packing lunches, readying the kids for school, and getting herself off to work. She’d dropped hints to Steve that she was also ready to return to normal bedroom activities, but so far, he’d resisted.

Tossing back the covers, she pulled her T-shirt off, slid her pajama bottoms down and tossed her panties onto the floor. She glanced at the clock – 6 am – a solid hour before the boys would be rolling out of bed for school. They had plenty of time.  She wanted him.