everyone adores you, at least I do. No one liked Dallas Winston, he was rude, aggressive, violent, vulgar, and far more. Not you. You couldn’t not. He knew this, but not why, no one else could even stand him, much less adore him. Did he mind it? Not a bit. He liked it, how in your eyes he could do no wrong, no one else saw him like that. You currently had your arms around his neck, you couldn’t stop smiling.

“Aww come on, you ever gonna quit.” He sighs, but he didn’t mind it at all.