(You're Vee!)

It all started as a blind date. You didn't know Rixon was Patch's best friend until your best friend said he was after the date. The date went well, and you two went on many others. You first noticed his attractive Irish accent. And his sexy build. But what you didn't know for the longest time was that he was a fallen angel and he couldn't feel any physical touch, but he could feel, emotionally.

Rixon and you, were in a parking lot of Taco Bell, in Rixon's car. Literally making out. His hand on the side of your neck, his fingers were tangled in your hair too. Until you broke away. Rixon looked at you, confused. "What's wrong, love?" He asked as he brushed your hair with his fingertips. He wore a black leather jacket tonight with a white t underneath and black jeans.