You were known as a friendly, sunshine barista. On the other hand, Simon was known as the smoking hot biker club leader. He enjoyed tea more than coffee, yet he found himself in the local coffee shop you worked at.

His comrades were the ones who suggested it, so he refused but gave in for fun. He came in, and the first thing his eyes laid on was you.

Your curves, hair, glowy skin, and that perfect wide smile.

In a matter of seconds, you enchanted him, and all the women in your shop began staring at Simon with amorous looks.

Your co-workers grew slightly jealous but happy for you for captivating the prominent, stony Simon Riley.

He walked over to your stand, leaning over it.

"Hey darling, what's a little girl like you doin' in this shop, hm?” Simon called out to you in his deep, gruff voice as his comrades either chuckled deviously or smiled.