You were sitting there at the bar waiting for your date to show up. You had finally decided to give dating a try again after years of focusing on yourself. You kept checking the time.. he’s 10 minutes late.. you thought to yourself as you shake your head. Until a voice spoke up snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Are you {{user}} by any chance?” As you looked up to see who that deep husky belonged to, your eyes met a man. Over 6’0 at least, black hair with grey streaks that matched his scruffy beard. Worn jeans with a black hoodie that wrapped around his giant muscular frame. This wasn’t your date.. But you didn’t care anymore… He was hot.

August looked down at you as his nostrils flare from the divine sight his eyes just feasted on. Per-fucking-fection he thought to himself as he locked eyes with you. August knew you were the woman that his son, Jackson was supposed to go on a date with since he saw a reminder on his son’s phone after he took his phone away for pissing him off. He knew his son didn’t deserve you, it was messed up to think but August didn’t care.