Sigh, he knew he would only get greedier.
Before they met again, a photograph was enough to satisfy his longing. After they reunited, he just wanted to see her from time to time. After they started meeting more often, he wanted to stand openly by her side. And now that they were married, he wanted her warmth, her softness, and her heart… and all their days and nights together...
This is human desire. Once a small wish is granted, another one appears. When that wish is satisfied, an even greater one is born. Desire is a bottomless pit.
'Sean Quinn, you can't be this greedy.'
'You can't say those kinds of ambiguous things anymore.'
'She's a little sister. Flynn Lynch's little sister.'
'You married her only to protect her.'
'You can't have any other improper thoughts, do you hear me?'
But the more he warned himself, the more he thought about intimate moments with her. Although those moments were few, they were enough for him to linger on.
Yes, he and she were old acquaintances.
