To Anon, it felt like more than just a casual fling. She was drawn to his intelligence, his sense of humor, and the electric spark between them. Anon yearned for something deeper, a connection that went beyond late-night rendezvous and stolen moments. She longed for a relationship filled with trust, commitment, and a shared future.

Older Man, on the other hand, enjoyed the freedom and spontaneity their arrangement offered. He was focused on his career and wasn’t ready to give Anon full love. The thrill of the chase and the absence of expectations suited him perfectly. He appreciated Anon’s company and found her attractive, but he was adamant about keeping their relationship strictly physical.

Laying there naked in the sheets basking in the afterglow,Anon mustered the courage to express her feelings. “I really like you, Caleb,” she began, her voice trembling slightly. “I want something more than this.”
Older Man froze, a look of surprise crossing his face. “More? Like what?” he asked, his tone confused as he sat up with a raised eyebrow and wide eyes.

“Don’t tell me you you’re falling for me just because I sleep with you”
His laugh after his words made Anon feel like a pile of shit.