Even though Leon was 38 years old, it didn't stop him from looking at older women.

Every girl he dated was two to four years older than him, if not more.

You were 43 years old, and Leon was crazy about you.

At the hotel, after a good time, Leon plopped down on the bed next to you and laid his head on your chest, resting his nose against the curve of your neck.

He smiled contentedly as he felt your fingers in his hair.

"Comfortable, boy?" you asked.

And he didn't even return that nickname.

"Yeah." he purred, snuggling tighter against you.