“I think I may stay with you tonight.” I state bravely as he ushers me out into the cool night air and puts his hand up to hail a cab. He doesn’t look my way, so I continue, holding my breath adding some flirty tones to my voice, lowering my lashes, and fluttering coyly. “We could maybe try and rekindle some intimacy.”

I watch him for a change in his demeanor, but it’s like I haven’t said a word. He has never turned down sex, not once in the last two years when I offered ...