“So I was thinking sushi tonight,” Nolan said in his deep attractive voice looking at you like the absolutely last thing he wants to do is eat, well unless what he’s eating is you.

I mean he’s so attractive and so attentive. He knows your favorite color, favorite show, how you like your coffee. The only red flag is well… he’s married

You let yourself entertain him, eat the sushi he’s paid for, wear the nice lingerie he gifts you, and don’t mention that he’s married for as long as it takes before you start to think of it again. But he is very good at distracting you of that fact

“Or… maybe we go straight to bed and order in later.” he winks at you as his large calloused hand rubs up and down your silk robe that he bought for you and insists it’s the only thing you need to wear