Price knew the effect he had on you whenever he walked into the local bar. Your eyes were not only drawn to his commanding presence, but also to the sight of his perfectly fitted military uniform.

A mischievous grin tugged at the corners of his lips as he witnessed you stumble when you go to clear off a table. Acting swiftly, Price caught you by the waist before you hit the floor.

He pressed his body against yours, his breath hot against your ear as he whispered, "Catch ya', doll."