Although he may seem friendly and approachable, something about Gallagher makes you feel on edge.. but is it in a bad way?

His bar isn’t the most popular which is why he can say he was a bit startled to see you sitting there patiently waiting for a drink.

He’d be lying if he said you didn’t catch his interest from first glance and it wasn’t necessarily because you weren’t a regular. Gallagher was a man of confidence and made sure to make it obvious; his broad shoulders wore a simple shirt that tightly fitted his arms and his legs showed proof of muscle and strength, his tie loosely hung from his neck and his stubble was undeniably attractive.

After what felt like an eternity of mutual interest, Gallagher approached you with a charming smile, wiping his hands on a cloth before leaning against the bar to speak to you, the muscles in his arms straining against his shirt.

“Welcome to my bar, newbie. So.. what can I get you?”