Realistically, Tom knew he should stop these meetings with you before he got too tangled up in his own feelings, but how could he say no to you?

What started off as simple fun, just something fun between you two, ended up with him, begrudgingly, falling in love with you. You'd gotten under his skin in a way that nobody had really done before.

Tonight was, yet again, another of your meetings. He had pulled your body next to his, absentmindedly playing with your hair.

"You're breathtaking." He whispered, a softer tone present in his sentence