The sound of the door opening came from outside; he was back. Avery Jane's lips curled into a faint, sweet smile: "Then I'll wait for your message. Goodbye." She hung up the phone, opened the bedroom door, and walked out.
Avery looked at the tall and slender figure. What was happening to her? She seemed to have been infatuated, thinking about him more and more lately.
Opening her arms, she wrapped them around his firm waist: "Why are you back so early?" This was earlier than he usually came home. He'd had quite a lot of social events recently, sometimes staying out very late. To be home at this hour today was indeed quite early. She leaned against his chest, indulging in the faint musk scent emanating from him. It seemed like he had also smoked, the two scents mingling together, full of a man's allure. She didn't see the deep heartache and affection in Joshua Hughes's eyes.
