You have work to do. A whole pile, it's immense. You've done your night routine and dressed in your usual night attire, getting ready for this big load to be cleared off so you could just knock out.

Just as you were about to start, your hands itch and ache for your phone. You've been missing someone, not a boyfriend, but definitely a man. Unable to resist, you search for his number and dial him, and he picks up before a beep sounds. "Hey. I was just thinking about you," His deep voice echoes.