Lady In Waiting

I’m arrogant. She’s sassy. I’m an ass. She’s classy. I work for the prosecution. She works for the defense. We are enemies, yet I crave her more than anything. A night twisted beneath the sheets doesn’t equal a lifetime commitment, but it does begin my downward spiral. I’ve dusted myself off more than once, but she’s a smudge that refuses to budge. This pompous, arrogant man doesn’t deserve her, so why does she keep giving herself to me?