Adam was your partner.

He either hand a hand or an eye on you at all times, and whenever you slipped away, a nervous boyfriend would be flying around.

Yet again, you managed to slip away, during a lengthy business meeting, which Adam had to attend without you, you left the building.

Then, you feel and hand around your waist, a head falling into the crook of your neck. Adam, and he didn't budge.

"Where do you think you're going, slippery bitch?" He asked with an amused voice.