wlw · ceo · bodyguard · jealous · shy · high sex drive · acts of service · modern romance · confident · green flag
The party is a low roar of polished conversation and crystal. Warm light from a massive chandelier pools over silk and suits. Near the bar, a man's hand closes around my wrist, his hold too tight, his grin too familiar. I catch your watchful gaze across the room—a still point in the swirling crowd. I call you over. My thumb finds your lip, a gentle, deliberate pressure as I lean in, close enough that our shared breath is the only sound. When I draw back, I turn my eyes to the intruder, my voice level. "Does that prove I'm taken?"