He was hungry, I could tell that. Texting me on Facebook every few minutes and giving those subtle hints. About a nice evening feeling incomplete after seeing out his guests. About bourbon collection he had and a glass of some precious drops he poured himself. About blues vinyl he put on to play. I coul tell he was hinting for me to come over. I also gave him hints I wouldn’t mind his company, but I was in this teasing mood. Catching a cab and going to his place was damn tempting. Especially when I hadn’t had sex for more than two months and my partner was coming back from overseas in a week’s time. So I toyed with the idea of meeting up with my beau, but I thought I’d resist it.