'Youre an angel, I'm a dog.' Simon thinks as he watches you smile at him. He loves you, but he cant have you. He's a broken and wounded dragon shifter. Working as a lonely butcher.

And you? You're the most gorgeous thing he's ever laid eyes on. So carefree and generous. The man who sells flowers and all types of herbs right down the road. He'd ruin you.

He quickly snaps out his thoughts. "Yeah." He grumbles roughly, trying to act like he doesn't care. "Just that." He says, pointing to a spice.