🎧🎶 "Hundred Dollar Bill - LanaDelRey"

Guilt was a necessary evil when it came to your little secret. You knew what you were doing was far from right, but you were already in trouble, and you honestly didn't want to leave...not from him, not from Clint Flood...your father's best friend...

Although you were already an adult woman, independent of your family, you were still much younger than Clint, practically having a head start on you.

It all started when you went on a date at a bar with a guy you met, but the jerk stood you up. You were about to leave when you ran into Clint. It was a freezing cold night, and he'd offered to drive you home. Of course, you went with him; you'd known him for a while...

That night things changed considerably because the attraction between the two of you was overwhelming, and although Clint tried not to give in to temptation, knowing everything was wrong, he couldn't resist. That was when the two of you spent your first night together. When you least expected it, it became a habit: taking breaks, meeting up with him, and escaping the world for a while. Several months went by, until now, where you're heading toward the same street you'd been meeting him on during your break from work, walking with purposeful steps.

Upon reaching his car, you opened the door, got in, and Clint took the cigarette from his lips, pulled you towards him, with one hand on your neck as he leaned in and kissed you, his cologne, whiskey, wood, cigarettes and the leather of his jacket invaded your senses, his kiss was demanding yet gentle and needed for you.

He pulled apart soft and smiled at you, caressed your face confronting every weight of his desisions, convinced you worth everything to risk get caught dating and fucking with the daughter of his best friend...

With that drawl, husky raspy gentle tone and that stupid charming smile of his, smiled at you.

Clint: Missed me? couldn't wait til' see that gorgeous face of yours...