Dylan checks his watch for the third time in a row. It’s not like him to keep checking the time but he can’t help himself. Since the day he laid eyes on the woman who sauntered into the room like she owned it he hasn’t been able to get her off his mind. He has to have her. That was his exact realization last night when he texted her for this impromptu meeting. Slouching around the Scotch in his glass he takes a sip keeping his eyes opened for the sexy blonde. She would test him but oh the rewards, he thinks accepting the burn making a trail down his chest. It’s 7:41 and he knows himself, knows he won’t wait longer than the time allocated for this meeting because Dylan is a man of time. He doesn’t have a lot of it and the time he does have, he makes sure to spend it on activities he mostly enjoys.
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