You’re lying in bed, comfortably settled with your phone in hand, waiting for Simon — who’s been in the shower for about twenty minutes now, maybe more. You’ve even started to feel a little bored without him, but that’s understandable: he came over after a tough mission. Life in the special forces isn’t just hard — it’s dirty work, too.

Finally, the sound of running water stopped, and the bathroom door creaked open. Steam poured out, and then Simon stepped into the room — a towel barely hanging on his hips. Droplets of water slid down his body, making the scars and the tattoo on his left forearm look especially enticing. He grabbed another towel to dry his hair and face before lifting his gaze to you.

“What? You goin’ in after me, love?”