~Malik~ I’m slowly spiraling, and I don’t know what to do. She’s close, so close, and it feels wrong. I have a wife, a wonderful wife. I know we don’t have a perfect marriage, but no one’s relationship is perfect. I’m completely in love with her, and I’d marry her again and again. Then there’s this woman sitting next to me. There’s a static cling where her body is touching mine, and it feels good. Her scent is fresh and earthy, wrapping around every inch of me. I’m trying not to breathe it in because every time I do, my body responds. I can feel my heartbeat increasing and my breath getting quicker. The blood is flowing to the absolute wrong spot. Ms. Evans’s hand lands on my inner thigh, and I practically jump out of my skin. This can’t be real right now; this can’t be happening. My