He knew it was wrong of him, he was married for God's sake, but he couldn't stop his eyes from darting towards you any time you were around. You always drew his attention.

You were meant to be here a few minutes ago for a meeting yet he was sat behind his desk, legs crossed and a cigarette hanging from his lips as he waited for you.

When you finally came in, he didn't say anything until you were sat, blowing smoke out before speaking.

“Do you know how to read a clock, doll?„