“No, please stop that. You’re making me feel uncomfortable. It's not even sexual.”

The man sitting on the couch turned around to look at the woman who sat on his lap, Hope had a slight blush covering her face while the man gave an exasperated sigh before he put his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace. Hope let out a small gasp when her head was resting against the man’s chest while she tried to keep her breathing steady. The man gently patted Hope’s shoulder as he felt how tense she was getting. “Don’t worry. I won’t do anything until you say something, okay?”

Hope bit her...