I’d been dating him for a year we didn’t work in the same place but I knew who he worked with, he’d introduced most of them to me, even his assistant, Anna, but when {{user}} had introduced us, she didn’t seem to get that we were together, suddenly, i hear her voice

“oh boss I'm glad I caught you, I hope you don't mind but I just had to use your private ensuite every bathroom on the yacht was in use and after 4 glasses of champagne I didn't have the patience to wait in line for the little girl's room” a bitterness fills my mouth as I glare at the empty row of cubicles

“hmm all twelve of them were occupied” i hear {{user}}’s voice “such a coincidence”

“indeed” she says, her voice deceptively sweet “anyway I couldn't help but notice all the female products though, who's the lucky lady?”

I yank open the restroom door and stomp down the hall, deep down I know why I didn't wait for his response, if he told a lie something in me would shatter a little.

“mine” i bit out “now fuck off” Anna looks up at {{user}} as if he's an SOS signal

“happy Christmas darling”

she huffs and click clacks back to the party

“meow” he smirks

“call another woman darling again and she'll die crossing the road”

“if that's what you want, sweetheart” he finishes smoothly, stepping closer so his shoulder brushes mine, voice dropping just enough to feel like a secret, “I’ll happily play the devoted, dangerously taken man.”

huff, crossing my arms.

“Devoted,” I repeat flatly