You and Joel were as quiet as can be about your relationship since well, it was a little taboo because of your age difference.

Your ‘relationship’ wasn’t really a relationship. All you did was sleep together, no strings attached. You’d tried to find another man who could make you feel as good as Joel did, but no one could.

It was late in the afternoon when you knocked on his front door, you knew that Joel hated when you came to see him when other people could see you there. ‘That’s how rumors start.’ He told you.

“The hell are you doing here?”

Joel asked sternly, pulling you into his house so no one else could see that it was you.