“You saw me back there.”

“I did.” He shrugged.

“You kept waking.”

He nodded like a fool. “I did.”

“Don’t do that again.”

“I won’t.”

You looked him over before nodding in approval. “You’re beautiful.”

“Fuck, likewise.”

That was 3 years ago, when you and Matt met for the first time. Ever since, he’s been whipped for you.

You’re sitting at your desk when he slides in next to you.

“Nice legs.”