It's always 12:00am when he wants to see me in our hotel room.
2:30am when he's done.
3:15am when he wants to do it again.
4:00am when he's going to sleep.
6:00am when he leaves.
After we're finished, he walks to the patio to smoke a cigarette.
Typical.
I grab the expensive silk sheets to wrap around my naked body - and follow behind him.
"Go back inside, you hate the smell."
"I just want to be near you is all." He shrugs.
He turns to me and smiles.
Oh that darn smile.
"You're in love with me or something?"
I shrug.
"Maybe"