“Sweet? You think I’m sweet? Well, for a start- I am sex-mad. In fact, that’s why Steve and I argue so much…”I waited for her to carry on, b...t she suddenly sat down, as though she’d said too much.“Well, go on then.” I prompted her, ignoring her ranting tone. “Carry on.”She glared at me, getting some of her resolve back. “I want to do certain things in bed that Steve doesn’t. I want sex more than he does. He can’t keep up with me.”This was something she’d never told me before. I’d always told. Even with its drawbacks, I had learned to be appreciative of this concrete jungle, considering it provided me my bread and butter quite literally.My job entailed showing uber rich people unaffordable under construction flats and convincing them to buy them. This meant I had to bear the brunt of the extreme weather along with the dust of the site. These factors I could brave but the tantrums of these super rich was a different ball game altogether.Well, this story happened a few years back when. ” Before she could respond, he peeled himself off her and climbed nimbly from the tub, crossing to the cabinets and rummaged around. Eve turned her head to try and see what he was up to, but she couldn’t get the angle without moving from her spot, so she gave up trying and idly swirled her legs in the water as she waited. Before long Cade was climbing back into the tub, his hands behind his back and a grin on his face. “Just what are you up to?” Eve queried with narrowed eyes, as again he. You’ll get cold. You can take a rest in my cabin.’‘Fine.’ She said.It felt as if she wasn’t quite present in her body anymore, like she was zooming out, like she was a drone watching herself and the guy from a distance. His arm protectively wrapped around her waist. He was carrying her backpack and she was leaning heavily against him as they stumbled along the trail. She closed her eyes for a moment and opened them again, hoping she would see things more clearly, hoping she would become herself.