He was gorgeous, older, and had the worst reputation in all of England. The way he looked at me sent shivers down my spine.
Our first meeting was at a wedding, where he followed me outside and kissed me.
Our second meeting ended in a huge fight with me kicking him out.
Our third meeting, I went on a double, blind date. You can imagine my surprise when I saw familiar blue eyes across the table opposite my friend. Ohโฆnoโฆ
He was sarcastic and witty and damn, If he wasnโt the sexiest bastard I ever laid eyes on.
Then he sent me an email listing thirty reasons why I should go on a date with him.
I was expecting a suave and intelligent list. Curious, I read on.