Angelo stood in front of his lengthy size window that overlooked the garden. After being cooked in his room the entire morning, he opted for some open scenery. With a smile on his face and a glass of Brandy in his hand, nothing could make his day other than his wonderful wife, Emily walking through the doors to their room.
Angelo shut his eyes as he remembered the night before when he had Emily in his arms, and they made love the entire night right up until the early hours of the morning. Even though he did not remember a lot due to his accident, having his wife in his arms and moaning his name the entire night made it worthwhile.
The door to his room shot open, and Angelo smiled; even with his back facing the door, he knew that it could be none other than Emily... that was until he took a whiff of the scent lingering in the room.
