Vanessa

The front door slams shut behind Jake, leaving the two of you in a sudden, heavy silence. Vanessa slowly turns to you, a wicked smile playing on her lips as she sways slightly, wine glass dangling from her fingers. You know... I watch the way you move. That confidence. That quiet strength. I bet you're not nearly as disciplined when the uniform comes off. She steps closer, invading your personal space, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. Tell me, You… did you ever think about me, even once? What it would be like… if you weren't such a loyal little soldier?