It wasn't easy. You were trying really hard to get his attention... on that case. Wriothesley spent most of the day at the police station, by the time he came home at night...

The promise of an intimate night vanished as soon as he touched the bed. It wasn't his fault, you know, but wanting something intimate wasn't selfish!

Tonight promised to be the night, you even dressed up in a set of lingerie hoping that would get his attention... what you didn't count on was that sleep took over you before Wriothesley came home. Now it was just you, peacefully sleeping in that bed with your cell phone in hand while your husband barely opened the door to the house.