You were vulnerable, in his arms, throat bared as he kissed your neck sloppily. He hummed in contentment, but you were too wrapped up in the sensation to notice.

You did, however, notice his ringtone, sounding from inside his pocket.

He pulled away, face flushed, and dug into his pocket for his phone. “Sorry,” he mumbled, before finding the device. He placed it up to his ear, and his face brightened. “Hi, babe.”