We couldn't have sex and yet I couldn't stop the intrusive thoughts.

"Baby". His voice soft he reached for my hand. "Look at me".

I couldn't. I could already feel how red my face was becoming. I was struggling handle this.

"I won't be long". He got to his feet kissing the top of my head before he left.

I liked that he didn't pressure me into talking about it. That would only embarrass me more. How could I talk about something I had no control over?

I sorted myself a hot drink and turned the ...