Luke scurried around his apartment picking up clothes, adjusting the placement of table accessories, and making sure the produce in the fruit bowl was fresh and appetizing. He had someone come in twice a week to clean up, but Lexy would be arriving any minute now. After weeks of scheduling and rescheduling, they were actually in the same city together.
He had enjoyed their late-night calls and random text messages, but it wasn't enough. Luke dreamed of touching her hand. Yeah, it was just that simple. He was a healthy man with a healthy sex drive, but his dreams were filled with holding her hand. He wanted to feel how her palm felt pressed against his.
