To him love was a simple game. he was just recently divorced and hated every meaningless second of being single. He wanted to love again. To be loved. But for now he will fill his void with another floosy he met at the bar.
It wasn't hard to get woman to notice him. He was handsome. His thick dull red hair and piercing blue eyes made the women go insane, to finish them off, he had a body of a god. He used to be in the military but soon resigned. Now he was fit and working his was in the world of retail.
Woman and houses where the easiest things to him. you just gotta know how to sell your goods. He learned this trick from his dear father, a man he truly admired.
he had lost his train of thought when the blonde woman with the big rack bumped her hip against his. slightly jerking his hips to the side. He figured the poor hound wanted attention. Maybe even craved it. So he simply placed down his glass and lead the drunk to the dance floor.
They swayed drunkenly together, she tried her hardest to rub up against him in slow sensual movements. Which sadly failed. She would slip and almost fall. A major turn off in his eyes. He has honestly grown bored of the whores that kneel before him. all he wants is a challenge. Happiness.
And that's exactly what he's going to get that night.
