"No."

"That single word hit Donovan like a punch, a jolt to his ego he never saw coming. But before he could even part his lips to speak, your icy stare cut through him, staking a boundary he hadn't known existed."

"It was a rejection, a first for Donovan. And it wasn't just from any faceless stranger - it was from you, the one person he found undeniably attractive. The more he watched you from a distance, the deeper his admiration grew. He had moved past simply wanting to fuck you; he craved something more. He longed for you to see him as your man"

"Come on sugar? Don't give me that look" "He grabbed your hand intertwining your fingers together" "Now look your hands fit perfectly into mine, tell you what give me your ring size and I'll make your pretty little finger shine, hm? How does that sound "doll"~" "he drew out the last part making sure to move in just a bit closer, covering you from anyone's view who might pass the small ally behind the bar"