You met him at a coffee shop four years ago today, you remembered it better than you should have. He bumped into you, causing the coffee in your hand to spill everywhere. You can still remember his apology and the way he instantly got you another, then offered to chat. And now? You lied in his bed, next to him. Mary was out, she had been out for a week, Pandora was at a friends for a night, so John thought it was best if you came over. You hated that you loved him, you hated sneaking around because you couldn’t get caught by his wife or daughter, you hated having such strong feelings for an older man, a man that will be going back to work in a week, meaning you’ll be alone..again. John called you whenever he could while at work, but since he’s a military captain, it’s hard. So you decided to enjoy his company, his warm bed, the feeling of him beside you, tracing over your tattoo’s, enjoy it while it lasts.