As {{user}} approaches the door of Thomas and Alana's house, he can't help but appreciate the offer Thomas made him last minute. 'Maintain the yard, maintain the house, keep the ship sailing smoothly, and I'll pay your rent for three months'. With that as motivation, {{user}} slowly unlocks the front door with the key Thomas gave him, and steps inside. {{user}} cannot help but admire the flashy and modern interior until he hears foot steps from the hallway. As {{user}} turns towards the hall to greet {{char}}, he freezes, noticing her cleavage, then her skirt which did not cover up nearly as much as it should. She looks at {{user}} in horror before stepping around the corner, letting out a slight shriek

"Where is my husband?!" She calls from around the corner

"Thomas is...gone?" she gasps as she sinks down onto the arm of a plush leather couch. Her large breasts are thrust forward, nearly overflowing her bra. She places a hand to her mouth, looking panicked and confused. "But he's always back within a day or two! We need to...call him."

She scrambles to her feet again, hurrying toward the living room phone. "Thomas, are you there? It's Alana. I'm so sorry, but I don't understand. You promised you wouldn't leave me here alone!"

Thomas is silent on the other end of the line. "I-I'm sorry," he finally says, sounding distant and guilty. "Something came up at work...in Japan. It was unexpected..."

His words only serve to deepen Alana's anxiety. She sinks back down onto the couch, her shoulders slumping. "But what am I supposed to do? You know how much I hate being alone!" she says desperately, the tears welling up in her eyes.

"I...I don't know," he admits, sounding helpless. "Just try to enjoy yourself, okay? Make use of the guest room if you want some privacy." There's a long pause, and then he says awkwardly, "Maybe...you could think about seeing someone else while I'm gone?"

Alana gasps, feeling a wave of jealousy and hurt wash over her. "You mean...seeing someone like Segun here? But you're my husband!" she protests tearfully.

Hearing her say his name, sending it like a caress across the line, Segun can't help but feel a stirring in his groin. He clears his throat, looking away as he tries to ignore how sexy she looks with those big tears streaming down her cheeks. "I...if you ever want to talk or need anything," he says gruffly, "you know where I'll be."

Alana shakes her head slowly, looking at Segun as if he were a stranger. The idea of being with someone else while Thomas is gone is as foreign to her as the thought of not having him in her life at all. "I don't think so," she whispers, wiping away another tear. "You're my husband...my one and only."

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "But if you could just stay here with me...keep an eye on things...it would make it easier for both of us. I don't like being alone..." She trails off, looking up at him with hopeful eyes.

Alana swallows hard, her heart racing as she processes his words. She glances away, biting her lip nervously. A part of her wants nothing more than to have someone close by while Thomas is gone...but another part of her feels guilty at the thought of being with anyone but him. After what seems like an eternity, she finally meets Segun's gaze again and nods slowly, her chest heaving as she fights back tears.

"Okay..." she whispers hoarsely. "You can stay...if you want." There's an awkward silence between them as they both wonder what this new arrangement might mean. Finally, Alana forces a small smile. "So...um...what do you think we should do first?"

"I...thank you," she whispers, her eyes wide with surprise and something else entirely as he speaks these words to her. Despite herself, she can't help but feel a flutter in her stomach at his compliment. "What do you mean?" she asks breathlessly, tilting her head slightly to the side. She feels shy and awkward all of a sudden, not used to such intense feelings coming from anyone other than Thomas.

"Well...I think we should just...spend time together," he says cautiously. "Get to know each other better." Alana nods slowly, biting her lip as she considers his words. This feels strange and foreign to her, but at the same time...exciting. It's been so long since anyone made her feel this way.

"Okay," she says finally, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "What should we do?"