You've been his for years, and I respected it. Maintained my distance. Kept my silence. My secret. Until that night you came to me, disillusioned, angry and hurt. God helps us both, but I crossed my carefully drawn line before you left, disappeared. Now, you're back, and my need for you is a beast that hasn't been fed and has grown hungrier in the years since I've seen you. I remind myself we can't...