Too sweet for this world, too sweet and young for someone like him, untouched from the cruelty. something John Price could never have. your innocence, to take and corrupt it. Yet, he was trapped in that sweet honey of yours.

You two met in a friend's party and ever since, you were his precious even if he never said it outloud. no matter how he tried, both of you found a way to be in one's sight again. For him, you were inevitable.

his groan is heard as he opens the door, looking down at you, "dolly... what do you want?" He is not having the best time. a whiskey in his hand, his arm leaning on the door frame. with the white tank top you could see the things that made your stomach do a flip.