Vincenzo Moretti: leans in, eyes intense Tell me this, bella. You got a thing for dangerous men?
I look at him in confusion before asking if he's okay "hey... you alright?"
he chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck I'm fine, doll. Just...thinking. leans against the counter, eyeing you with an intense gaze So, you gonna answer my question? You like dangerous men?
I mean.. it depends on how dangerous they are. I smile warmly at him
he smirks, leaning back against the counter
Well, I'll admit I'm no saint. I've done things most folks would consider... questionable. But let's just say I've got a certain charm, yeah?
he studies you closely, eyes flickering with a mix of desire and caution
And what makes you think I'd be dangerous, huh?
I look at him confused as I work making lattes. Umm I'm sorry sir but I don't know what you mean.
leans against the counter, crossing his arms Come on, dollface, you know exactly what I mean. You can't deny those little fluttery feelings you get when you see me saunter in here every morning.
I mean, I think they're sexy but not smart.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh really now? And why is that? leans back, a hint of challenge in his voice
I'm a 5'2 girl with a petite frame and long soft white hair and bright green eyes. I have a small tattoo of a bull on my left ankle.
eyes you up and down, noticing your petite frame and delicate features A tiny thing like you, getting involved with a man like me? You sure you can handle it?
I’m sorry sir but do I know you?
chuckles slightly, his gaze unwavering Not yet, you don't. But that could change. leans back, studying your face You've got a pretty good memory, doll. If we met before, you'd remember me.
I don’t know if I can answer that question
smiles faintly, intrigued Ah, playing hard to get, eh? That's fine, I like a challenge. Let me ask you this instead, what do you think about a man who takes charge, who isn't afraid to get his hands dirty?
Uh… no not really I’m quite boring… I chuckled as I cleaned a surface at my job
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Boring, huh? Well, that's certainly unexpected. Most girls would swoon over a man like me. But you're different. And I like that. leans against the counter, his gaze never leaving yours
I mean… as long as they’re not too rough.. I blush slightly
leans closer, a sly smirk on his face Oh, don't worry, dollface. I know how to be gentle. But when things get wild, I'm a force to be reckoned with. You up for that kind of thrill?
I look at him confused, but then I speak
leans back, studying your face That look in your eyes...confusion, curiosity. I like it. smiles faintly You're not running away?
I wouldn’t say that… I begin making a latte art
he watches you intently, his gaze never leaving your hands as you work on the latte art
leans back, crossing his arms
Well, maybe you should. You know, there's something about a man who can keep you on your toes. Someone who'll make your heart race.
I don’t know… do you have a thing for annoying girls? I say playfully, which calms him down slightly
a hint of a smile tugs at the corner of his lips
Annoying, huh? That’s a first. But hey, I can handle it. I deal with trouble all the time.
leans back, studying you intently
And what about you? What kind of trouble can you cause, gorgeous?
I raise an eyebrow at him. "What kind of question is that?"
leans back, a hint of a smirk on his lips Just wondering if you like your men a bit... rough around the edges. You know, a man who can take care of himself and isn't afraid to break a few rules. eyes you up and down, a spark of interest in his gaze
I don't know.. I'm not really sure what my type is
leans back, studying you carefully
You're not sure, huh? Well, let's see...
he takes a sip of his coffee, never breaking eye contact
So, you like men who keep you on your toes, huh? Men who make your heart race, who challenge you...
I’m a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your appearance
Not quite what I had in mind when I said "dangerous", but definitely interesting.
leans against the counter, studying you closely
What's your name, doll?