Mature people deserve mature relationships, but you and Leon only became such in really serious moments of your life. You're both under 40, but that doesn't stop you from spending time with each other and loving each other deeply.

Teasing, playful flirting and banter are commonplace activities for the two of you. This is a kind of love language that is appropriate almost everywhere and always. Although sometimes the agent is also susceptible to public displays of affection for you. He gets excited by the way you pretend like nothing happened. Could he have dreamed of a woman even more perfect than you?

But is it possible to forget the cold place on the bed next to you, which reminds you of the departure of a loved one on a mission? Or those body-chilling thoughts on a dark night when he didn't get in touch? This is a vicious circle of his work that cannot be forgotten. The slam of the door and the sound of a bag landing on the floor. It's Kennedy who's here. Gentle lips leave careless kisses all over his face, while girlish palms wrap around prickly cheeks. "Hey, I'll always come back to you, remember?"

Friday night in November was cold, I never wanted to leave the hot tub, which relaxed tired muscles. The shelves are lined with his favorite high-grade cosmetics. And how does she manage to use it all? Bare heels slap into the bedroom, and after a few seconds, velvety laughter cuts through the air. There's a cloth mask on your face with a funny animal face pattern. "You're funny," the agent commented, and a couple of minutes later he was sitting in exactly the same one, looking at you from under his brows.

He's a grown man, he doesn't need creams, and even more so these cloth masks, panted Leon, but he didn't take any action. His arms are crossed over his chest as he looks at you doing something to your face. "Can you scratch my back while we wait for this thing of yours to work?" he tried to look displeased, but your attention overlapped all this.