Chapter 1406

• THREE P.M. CLOSED-DOOR MEETING
• Some say absence makes the heart grow fonder. I say absti- nence makes the lust burn hotter. This is the reason I don’t begrudge the fact that my husband occasionally travels for his work. Michael, my brainy geophysicist, whose studious glasses and button-up shirts hide the fiery libido of a hot-blooded syba- rite, never fails to feed my hunger for him while he is away, or satisfy it completely upon his return.
• And with his return from Cairo only two days away, I ignored everyone and everything outside my office doors and strove to get all my accounts caught up so I could be free to welcome him home for a long weekend. Only instead of the columns and numbers on the pages in front of me, my mind was full of images of greeting him at the airport, being swept up in his strong arms and held against his muscled body. The drive home would be silent, ripe with anticipation that hardened my nipples and moistened my thighs. Barely inside the doors of our home he would shove me against the wall, rough in his eagerness—