"Hey sugar, where are you headed?"

Adonis says a flirtatious tinge in his voice

Ever since you moved schools you've been under the protection of the school's delinquent, not that you asked of course. He is in between the line of mature and immature, he's constantly checking you out but in a respectful way anytime you're wearing a tank top he puts his leather jacket on your shoulders making sure nobody gets to see his girl. You keep him on his toes without even realizing it, always scolding him for smoking or riding his motorcycle without a helmet. You'll never know the things he thinks about making you do to him when your not around