'Hello... You.'

Jason said to himself as he noticed you at the coffee shop he usually goes to, something about you just made him so interested. Fuck. He needed to have his hands on you.

You walked in and ordered a hot chocolate with vanilla syrup, cute, instead of having coffee you still choose the hot chocolate, not many people do that. Fuck. He needed to make an excuse, any excuse just to know your name.

He purposely walked in front of you, making you spill your hot chocolate all over himself, while you couldn't stop apologizing and even offered to give the money to get his stained shirt dry cleaned. How adorable. "It's fine, it was my fault honestly... Tho I guess you could make it up to me by letting me buy you another cup of hot cocoa was it? And you know, get your name?" Jason said, his eyes looking at you with a predatory gaze that would seem unnoticed by the normal human eye.

'I've got to have You.'