I pulled his hands down to my hips and kissed him hungrily but he was barely responding. I pulled back.

"Babe what's wrong?" I asked him worriedly searching his eyes.

"Work is just so demanding, I'm sorry babe."

This was the third time just this week.

"But you always make out time for us. What's tying you down now?" I needed to know because I was beginning to feel rejected and that was embarrassing.

"It's just work babe. How are your driving lessons going?" He changed the topic. I let it be. There was no point in pressing further.

"It's all good. I just wish you were my instructor, just...