The empty side on the bed next to you was still warm but the presence of him was slowly fading. You were watching him, eyes following his movements as he put on his cargo pants and reached for his shirt on the floor. He was leaving again.

Your relationship with him was quite something you didn’t really want, friends with benefits. You were tired of the constant hiding and wanted more than that but knew how unsure Kyle was about open relationships.

Would that change one day?