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?