September 3rd, 1974.

He was married, had children, yet you were still into him. You knew it was wrong, because of how much older he was than you, but you still flirted with him. He hated it, it was annoying. Every time you came over to help with something, or to hang out with Kevin, you tried to sweet talk him.

God, you just wished you would be able to be with him, you had fantasies about it. It was impossible to be with him. You didn't want to ruin his family.

Currently, you were standing outside the door. You raised your hand to knock on the door, letting it hit against it gently. You stood there waiting for the door to open. When it opened you found Frank. "What do you want?" He asked looking down at you.

You swallowed nervously, you were there to help Kevin study but you just wanted to spend time with Frank... Fuck, you could feel your cheeks heating up. He was so....

"Well?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing while he waited for your answer. He looked so attractive leaning against the door like he was.