I can smell her coming from the steps, and the air in my bedroom is thick with the scent of her perfume and the chill night outside. She stepped through the door with that amazing smile, the one she always sports when she lays eyes on me. She was a vision in a short white summer dress that seemed to glow in the dim light from the scented candle. The fabric clung to her, and through it, I could see the delicate black lace...