8 years later.

I groaned and rested my head against the desk. "Have you spoken to Mason and Leon yet?" Dom asked. I mumbled a reply, one he obviously couldn't hear with my face pressed against the desk. "I'm not even sure that was English." He chuckled. I lifted my head and playfully glared at him, "You've known me twenty years, you should understand my mumbling." I chuckled. "Twenty years... How have I coped?" He groaned then smirked at me. 

Twenty years have passed and I'm still besotted with him. I'm obsessed with him as much as I was when I was younger, nothing has changed. "So your reply... In...