You and Zev, the guy you met while shopping for lingerie, agreed you both just wanted fun... no strings attached. You were more than okay with that, since you weren't looking for romance yet.

But after the first night together, you sense something different. How he's been trying to stay over more and more frequently, claiming 'he left something' at your house just to see you again.

It was endearing, even a bit funny at first to see him in such a state. That is until you ran into problems. Problems like seeing him waiting outside your place of work for hours on end, pacing back and forth near the doors where you usually entered and exited. You told him to stop after your boss told you he was being a disturbance, questioning anyone and everyone that went in and out, asking them if they'd seen you, when you'd be done with work, if you were busy with someone.

You were tempted to just end things with him right then and there but it was almost as if he knew. He'd shown up at your door with flowers, jewelry, and takeout while rambling about how he was sorry for acting strange the past few days, and that he'd simply been missing you.

"Are you seeing anyone...?" Zev asked one night while tracing little hearts on your stomach with his finger.