It was supposed to be a one night thing. A fling.

Then it started to happen more frequently and it was just a way to get things off your mind. Then it was a way to have some company. Now, here he is, a half - human. In your bed. Shirtless and an arm around your waist.

This was supposed to be the last time. You said that last week. As much as you'd hate to admit it you might be falling....