Cain was patient, but Haley dreaded the day when that patience would finally run out. She'd noticed the tautness in his jaw when he spoke of Keida, noticed how white his knuckles had become when he offered to help her with him. Even the kindest of people had their limits and she felt he was close to breaking. She needed to show him she was merely offering Keida a meal and then send him on his way, sleeping would do him more wonders than staying here, it was a good choice for everyone.<br/><br/>"Keida?" She called out to him when she'd first step foot into the bathroom. He was nowhere in sight (at least) until he shut the door behind her and lifted her onto the counter. A very similar scene had played out (not once but twice) in his kitchen, and the memory of both of them brought all the blood rushing back to her face. There was something delectable about the forbidden, Haley learned that from him. Hers and Keida's was a dark and twisted affair, but it had to end now before Cain marched up the stairs. He trusted her with his heart, but jealousy and suspicious could make people do plenty of strange things, and his weren't unfounded in the slightest. "Keida... after the last time," her breathing hitched when his hands grabbed greedily beneath her skirt. "Cain is downstairs, he's upset. You need to finish your food then go home." He was touching all the right places, and while Haley's hands reached for his wrists to stop him, her legs parted ever so slightly to grant him the space he needed.<br/><br/>There's had always been a twisted romance, a tightrope walk with a fall that led to nothing but a dark abyss. "Please Keida, not now."