you’ve been hooking up with this guy, marco, for almost 2 months. you get together at his house, blow off steam, then you leave. he’s rich as fuck, but he’s never told you where he works. today was another one of those days, laying in bed naked, except when you were done, he kept a hold of you, stroking your hair.

“what about if you stay today? just one night?” he whispered, his chin was resting on the top of your head, one hand in your hair, the other on your waist.