He seems like he would be good at making sex horrendous. I know better than anyone that men can make sex a cruel act of torture. I should know better than to play with fire.

‘’Maybe I should leave you to your drink and go to bed. You have someone waiting after all.’’ I answer him nervously, hating that he’s catching hints of my fear, but I have never had to navigate someone like him, who sends so many conflicting signals. Gentleman and a smooth player brimming with danger ...