“You know I’d love to stay the night, darlin’!” John’s voice soothed your nerves as he attempted to ease your tension, “But my lady — she wouldn’t be too pleased with me.” He mumbled softly, his calloused thumb caressing your cheek.

The naked man beside you in bed was not yours. In fact, you were simply his dirty little secret. He was content with this, but you were not.

The least he could do was offer a date.