It was late, later than he was supposed to come home. He had to work overtime, which he hated.

James sighed as he opened the door to your shared house. He took off his shoes and put his coat on the coat rack. He put down his briefcase and loosened his tie. "Darling?" James called out as he walked to the kitchen and took out a water bottle, he took a swing from the water bottle and waited to hear any sign that you were awake or that you at least was here.