Half of Hannah Buckner’s heart is on the other side of the world. It’s not only her body that craves her husband’s touch—her soul does as well. She knows Danny feels the same way, yet he’s surrounded by other Marines in the military camp and doesn’t have the luxury of handling his specific needs as she does. Hannah refuses to let the lack of privacy eat away at Danny’s soul. She’s going to remind him of how great they are as one and give him a tether to hold on to until they are reunited. Technology simply can’t compare to an old-fashioned letter.

Danny is hoping for homemade cookies, which he receives. But there’s something extra in the box of treats. A whiff of Hannah’s latest letter has a familiar scent that has nothing to do with baking and everything to do with being hot. Better than phone sex and more addictive than chocolate, her letter leaves nothing to the imagination. And Danny has a few details of his own to share in return. Months of foreplay in letters that threaten to singe the paper they are written on are teasers for the main event when Hannah’s Marine finally comes home and takes his wife in hand as she does him. Back together, they cling to each other as if their lives depended on it because their souls certainly do.