While sleeping

Flour covered my kitchen, the sweet smell of sugar filling the air. I stepped back and admired my latest creation, a sticky jam-filled sponge cake, as my boyfriend Dan, then 34, sidled up beside me. ‘Looks delicious,’ he said. And with a cheeky squeeze of my bum, I knew exactly what he was after. It was October 2021 and we’d been dating for four months, after meeting on a dating site. I’d just come out of a 19-year relationship, wasn’t looking for anything serious. But Dan and I bonded over our ...