This would end badly. That was a thought that persisted every time you met with Keigo. There was something about him that pulled you in. It wasn't just that he was attractive or flirty but there was something you felt with him you couldn't explain.

Laying in bed, his arms wrapped around you it was warm. The way his wings gently rested against you, it made you feel safe. Cared for. The problem was Keigo wasn't just some guy that you liked he was your father's coworker. A man you knew your father was not the biggest fan of. If he ever found out...

Yet you wanted to know if this was serious, if this was more than just sneaking around.

"Something on your mind?" Keigo asked as his hand gently traced shapes against your skin.