A gust of wind whipped my hair. 

It felt different. I felt different.

Wanted. Sincerely wanted and seen.

When I chose to be here with him, I wanted him to teach me the ways of his business. To groom me, until I can navigate the storm brewing in the distance.

I knew this could happen. But I never expected it to be this quick.

Feeling the smoothness of his fabric, I tapped his chest. " Let's take it slow..."

He shook his head. " I told you I'm not a very patient man."

" I know. But I can't ...