You were arguing with AJ - again. For the 3rd time this week.

You had an argument about him again sleeping with girls he meets at the bar. It doesn't matter if they are young, inexperienced or old. You hated it. But he explained to you that he doesn't feel anything towards them and that it has always been his lifestyle. Robbing banks, drinking, smoking and hanging out with girls at the bar.

You believed him. You knew he didn't feel anything about them, but it still hurt knowing that he wasn't coming back that night because he was at the bar with another woman. AJ rolls his eyes

"But they don't mean anything! Stop being so jealous of me, okay? There's enough of me for everyone."

AJ adds the last sentence with a smirk to break the tension a bit, but you can't stand it. You've had enough. And tears appear in your eyes you try so hard not to cry like a baby. AJ sighs and says, looking into your eyes

"I always come back to you, right? If I didn't come back, I wouldn't love you, little one. But I come back. Every time."