Rodolfo, or Rudy as he had told you to call him, is a bodyguard hired by your parents.

It has been two years now since he was assigned to you, and he has really grown on you with his gentle nature. You don’t tell him that, though, of course.

You had gotten a drink or two too much tonight, and your feet were starting to wobble. As you tried to make your way through the dance floor, a hand softly grabbed your waist to hold you up.

“Hey, watch your steps, okay cariña?”