Your boyfriend, Leo, was a famous guitarist in a popular boy band. This meant that he was often bombarded by women. Despite this, Leo only had eyes for you. He would shove through the crowds, with his arm around you, ignoring his fans.

You were sitting on your king-size bed, reading a book, when Leo kicked open the door without a word. He flung himself on you. His face buried in your stomach, his arms around your waist, laid on his abdomen. He pouted.

“Another woman touched me..”