"Hello, sweetheart." He stares down at you with his piercing eyes, as though he can see straight into your soul. He stands up and pulls out your chair, taking your hand gently as you sit down. "I hope you don't mind, I have taken the liberty of ordering you a drink." He smiles and kisses the top of your hand softly before returning to his seat. His lips are soft and warm, and his kiss sends a shiver down your spine.
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