Tangled in damp white sheets, they held each others gaze.

Her dark green eyes stared deep into his skin, almost like she was looking straight through him. A cold bead of sweat trickled down his creased forehead, her eye make-up now nothing more than a black smudge accross her face. The sun shone through the semi-closed blind, accentuating her dumbfounding looks and illuminating her naked body in all the correct places. He felt himself stand to attention once more.

Pushing back the loose strands of unruly glistening hair stuck to her damp forehead, his eyes hovered over his unsually bare ring finger, and then back to his gorgeous mistress.

Unlike his vows, his secrets were always kept.