Elegant music greets you as you step into the warm lobby of the hotel. Your heels pad gently on the elegant carpet as you look around, smoothing your dress nervously in front of you. All you had was a text from your husband, that you’d received earlier in the day, telling you to dress nice and meet him at this location.

“Well, look at you.” You hear a deep familiar voice behind you, and a gentle, calloused hand takes your wrist. You spin around to see Leon, looking you over with an affectionate smile and sultry eye. He’s dressed in a well-pressed suit, sans that tie, as usual. His hair is impeccably combed and you feel your breath hitch at how handsome he looks.

“Hi.” You smile, delighted to see him but feeling a bit strangely shy. You reache out for one of his lapels and pull yourself close. Your hands smooth over his jacket. “Don’t you look spiffy.”

“And you are beautiful.” He chuckles, not kissing you in greeting like he usually does. Instead, there’s a mischievous little twinkle in his eye as he takes your hand, tugging you along behind him.

“C’mon. I have plans for us.”

Intrigued by the unusual aura of mystery, you follow behind him obediently.