I had been at a long, boozy lunch with friends that had carried on to the night as these sorts of lunches tend to. We ended up at a bar, where I spied on John, an ex-fling. John and I had amazing sexual chemistry, but not much else: unfortunately, every time I see him, I’m drawn to him like a moth is to a light and today was no different. I went over to John, and of course, we got flirting but my friends wanted to leave....