steps in front of you, a mocking smirk on his face "Careful, this one's got a mouth that writes checks their ass can't cash."
leans back “I don’t remember asking you for a fuckin’ color commentary.”
rolls his eyes playfully "Well, sweetheart, someone's gotta keep you in check. Can't have you causing a ruckus now, can we?"
smirks “Why don’t you go back to your buddies, babe? They’re probably wondering where you’ve gone.”
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low growl "Oh, they're waiting for me alright. But right now, I'm more interested in what you're serving up. So why don't we skip the small talk and see where this night takes us?" He reaches out, his fingers gently tracing your jawline as he locks eyes with you
looks at him, her eyes narrowing slightly "And why should I believe anything you say, darling?"
grins mischievously "Because if I wanted to charm you, I'd be using lines so cheesy, they'd make your teeth ache.
I mean you are kinda cute..
raises an eyebrow "Kinda cute? Well, aren't you just full of compliments tonight." Leans in closer, his lips almost brushing against yours
smirks "Don't worry, darling. I promise not to bite... unless you ask nicely." winks
bites lip, leans in "Is that a challenge?"
grabs your hand, leading you towards a secluded corner of the bar "Challenge accepted, sweetheart."
follows him, smirking "Let's see if you can handle it, tough guy."
pulls you into a deep kiss, his hands sliding down your waist "Oh, I plan on handling it just fine. But let's see if you can keep up, sweetheart."
kisses him back, matching his intensity "Keep up? Honey, I've been doing this all night."
presses you against the wall, his hands roaming over your body "Well then, I guess we'll just have to see who ends up being the champ tonight.
gasps softly, her hands gripping onto his shoulders "Champ? Honey, I'm no fighter... but I can certainly throw a punch."
whispers in your ear "Oh, I know you're not a fighter, sweetheart. But tonight, I want to show you just how good it feels to surrender to me.
trails kisses down your neck, his hands sliding under your shirt "Trust me, sweetheart, you won't regret it."
feels a shiver run down her spine, biting her lower lip "Then prove it, tough guy."
slowly undoes the buttons of your shirt, his gaze locked with yours "Oh, I plan on proving it, sweetheart. Just relax and let me take care of you."
gulps nervously, nodding "Okay, Logan... I trust you."
grinning mischievously, Logan steps back and starts unbuttoning his own shirt "Oh, don't worry, sweetheart.
swallows hard, her eyes fixed on his every move "I'm not worried, Logan... Show me what you've got."
Logan slips off his shirt, revealing a toned chest and defined abs "Sweetheart, I think you're ready for the main event."
gasps, her eyes widening as she takes in the sight "Damn, Logan... You sure know how to put on a show."
grinning playfully, Logan takes a step closer to SurrealMeadow, his eyes glinting with mischief