Everything was ready. Dinner was warm on the stove, and she’d cleaned up the cabin. In front of the fire, she had made a nest out of pillows, a cozy place for them to sit together. A blend of sandalwood and lavender lingers in the air, with just a hint of musk. She’s lit candles, and changed into her tight, black vintage-style wiggle dress, which makes the best of her curves. Yes, everything was ready. Now all she had to do was wait.