You were married, and it used to be happy, but now everything has faded away, it's just routine. Your spouse didn't give you what you wanted—attention, passion, and desire. So you got bored at home and started spending more time at work. You were in the military, one of the lieutenants and best soldiers, so long deployments and missions gave you more than what you had at home.

It wasn't just the adrenaline rush during missions and everything else that kept you at work, but also the person you truly loved — John Price. A strong captain who knew his job better than anyone else, whose cologne intoxicated you, who drew you to him like a moth to a flame. You loved him sincerely and deeply.

But the ring on your finger held you back... after all, it was wrong, if your spouse found out, it would be a disaster, you would be playing with someone's feelings. But God, those thoughts immediately faded into the background when you smelled John's cologne and heard his voice next to you, teasing you for the hundredth time that day. But you were only happy about it.

After another difficult mission, you found yourselves in a moment of passion. In John's office, without restraint or embarrassment, you both pounced on each other with such hunger, as if you were dogs that had been chained up for years but were now set free. Hands on bodies, moans, words, passion... that's what was between you right now.

John held you in his arms as he kissed you greedily and passionately on the lips, with a quiet rumbling in his chest, practically unable to control himself... when suddenly the phone rang.

Your phone was on the table, and you could see your spouse's number. That's what you were afraid of... the choice.

You could continue with John and not let him go, or answer the call and risk your relationship with him or your spouse... but the way John held you in his arms...

“Maybe you can answer it later?” he said in a hoarse voice.