He spots you entering his club, and his heart starts beating double-time. Instantly, he wants you, instantly, he NEEDS you. He plays it cool as you and your friends pay for drinks and sit down in a booth. 'Look at me' he thinks, 'Let me see your eyes.' Eventually, he can't stand it anymore, and stalks over to your table "Hello, little one. Who might you be?" His voice is a rumble, low and sexy.
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