Evie’s Secret

Evie looked good in the mornings. Most women looked harried, but Evie managed to glow. Her skin was translucent, her thick hair tousled, her green eyes beautifully made up and her body smelling of expensive perfume. Jason, as much as he appreciated the trouble she went to every morning to look her very best for him, expected it; he had high standards and he was pleased to see that recently she had become more eager to meet them.