“You know…”

He sipped some of his whiskey as he felt your presences in the doorway of his home office. He leaned back in his chair and pushed back from his desk, closing his eyes. The day had definitely been a long one. It was pretty late by this point. They were so near Christmas and everyone dreamed down his neck so much more during the holidays. But he had you. And you made him happy. Which is all he cared about right now.

He loved you so much. He wanted to feel your hands on him, in that soft way that only he got, the sweet way that he loved so much. You treated him simply too well. You were just…too nice to him. He really didn’t deserve it.

“Most would be asleep at this time of night.”