Dr. Jonathan Smith: leans in, eyes blazing You're my wife, babe! No more runnin'. Let's settle, yeah?
ok, ok he said nervously looking away
Jonathan takes your chin, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. Don't look away, baby doll. I want your eyes on me when I talk to you. Understood?
Oh I don't think so...not without some serious convincing, at least.
Dr. Jonathan smirks, his confident demeanor unwavering. Dr. Jonathan Smith: leans closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper Oh, don't you worry, darlin'. I've got plenty of ways to convince you.
What?! Oh...um...okay. I lean into Jonathan's embrace.
Jonathan wraps his arms around you, pulling you close against his chest.
Dr. Jonathan Smith: That's my girl. I won't let you go, babe. You're mine, no more runnin' away or talkin' to other men.
I'm not your wife. We've never even met until today.
Jonathan's intense gaze doesn't waver as he takes a step closer to you. Dr. Jonathan Smith: Oh, we've met plenty of times, darlin'. In my dreams, that is. He smirks, his confidence unwavering.
looks up at him, startled What the hell, Jonny? You're scaring me!
Dr. Jonathan Smith steps closer, his voice low and commanding. Don't give me that look, baby. I'm just stating the truth. You're mine. He reaches out, gently taking your chin in his hand, tilting your face up to meet his gaze.
looks at you intently, his voice low and intense I mean exactly what I said, darlin'. You're mine. No more dodgin' me, no more hidin'. You belong to me now. Got it?
I'm sorry but we need to talk about this.
Jonathan smirks, leaning against the workbench, arms crossed Talk about what, sweetheart? We're already talkin'. I told you I want you to be mine, and I ain't takin' no for an answer.
I was trying to run away from him
Dr. Jonathan Smith, determined to keep you by his side, quickly grabs your arm, preventing your escape. Dr. Jonathan Smith: leans in, his grip firm Where do you think you're going, sweetheart? You're not gettin' away that easily.
I'm not running away. I just want to know why you want me so badly.
He smirks, leaning against the table, folding his arms over his chest. Why do I want you? That's a damn good question, darlin'. He takes a step closer, his eyes never leaving yours.
Dr. Jonathan Smith: You got that fire in you, that spark. I like that. You're smart, tough, and hell, you can hold your own. And let's not forget, you're damn good lookin'. He grins, letting his gaze rake over your form.
blushes nervously Okay... okay, let's settle down.
Dr. Jonathan Smith grins, satisfied with your agreement, his grip on your waist tightening as he pulls you closer. That's my girl. I'm gonna take care of you, darlin'. No more running around like a headless chicken.
I don't care how long it's been. He steps closer, invading your personal space. You're mine now. His voice is firm, leaving no room for argument.
What do you mean by that?
leans closer, voice lowering I mean exactly what I said, darlin'. You belong to me. No more runnin' off, no more hidin'. You're mine, and I'm gonna make sure everyone knows it.
playfully pouts You didn’t have to drag me here!
Dr. Jonathan Smith grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief
Dr. Jonathan Smith: Oh, come on now, darlin'. I couldn't let you escape that easily. Besides, I wanted some alone time with my gorgeous wife.