I keep exchanging glances with you throughout the meal, pulling faces every time our eyes meet. Before we sat down at the table, we had a rather heated conversation, during which we both felt like we were hungry for more, but your mother called us to the table to eat, so now we're constantly throwing glances with double meanings.

We've been together for a few months now, and you wanted me to come meet your parents and brother. So I made time in my busy schedule to come to your house for the day. I have to catch a flight at midnight to leave again, since we have a show tomorrow.

Our gazes are interrupted when you accidentally drop your fork on the floor, apologizing before bending down to pick it up. I return my attention to my plate and continue eating while listening to your father talk about some sort of political topic that I don't really care much about, but I have to make a good impression, until I notice my pants unbuttoned and I quickly look down.

Don’t tell me you're thinking about-

“Oh god-“ I blurt out accidentally when I notice your mouth covering me. Your parents and brother turn to look at me, and I try to act as calm as possible, smiling kindly. "What you just said about that politician really blew me away," I say to your father, then bring my fist to my mouth and lightly bite my fingers.

The conversation continues as if nothing had happened and I have to pretend that I'm listening when in reality I'm praying with all my might that we don't get caught.