Seven years ago....

Juliet

We entered a nice looking pub with groups sitting here and there. It smelled of burgers and fries which kinda got me hungry. I had never expected Owen to bring me to a type of place like this, not that I mind.

It felt homey. And I liked the feeling.

As we sat down at our table, Owen shot a huge smirk in my direction," So about those adjectives, wanna teach me ?"

The guy is unbelievable.

He makes things look so casual and comforting. Honestly, I have to stop myself swooning over him all the time.

"Well, we just have to wait to see if those adjective are right for you." I shrug.

Before he could open his mouth, a waitress comes to our table and asks us for our order.

I look at Owen, waiting for him to choose something for the both of us but he just smiles and gestures me to look down at the table. Sure enough the menu was written down on the table. Quite creative. So I ordered something that appealed to me and so did he.

The waitress took our order and left. But not before eyeing the delicious man in front of me once more. I mean I don't blame her, who could resist? He did look quite a specimen in a white V neck shirt and tight fitted jeans. His ass was really spot on ! I guess I must have been staring when he snapped his fingers in front of my face.

"Already daydreaming about me, princess. Don't worry look all you want. I'm not complaining."

" I was not staring." I look away, flushed with embarrassment.

"Sure you were. I was staring at you too. It's pretty normal."

I cleared my throat, finding this conversation a little bit out of my comfort zone so I changed the topic.

"What is it that you would like to do when you grow up ?"

"Aren't I grown up enough ?" He mocks.

"No what I mean is what you would do right after college ?" I ask.

"Ohh that well, if I have to tell you I will have to kill you first."

He laughs out loud at my expression.

I didn't find that amusing. He sobers up when he sees my reaction and sit up a little more attentively now.

"Well actually I want to be a -" he leans forward and comes close to my face.

For a few seconds, I forgot I was breathing.

"I wanted to tell you this before but I want to become a strip dancer."

I look back up at him in shock. It struck me like a lighting ! What the ....?

He looked so serious that I thought he was actually being serious.

" You can't be serious..."I state still in shock.

When his face cracked up in spits of laughter.

"You should have seen the look on your face. Priceless."

He keeps howling. I huff.

"That was not very funny, you know." I cross my arms across my chest, clearly annoyed at his antics.

"Cmon it was just a joke. No need to become all serious."

He says still laughing. Again, I repeat the guy is unbelievable.

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After coming out, we landed ourselves in nearby park. Owen thought we could go for a walk.

"It'll help you lose all the fat you gained, princess." He winked.

My eyes popped,"What did you say ?"

But he kept walking ahead, whistling a soft tune. His hands inside his pockets looking like he didn't have a care in the world.

As for me, I just stared. He would really look good in movies....

"Are you gonna just stand there and stare at my ass or you gonna walk with me, princess ?"

I shook out of my trance and ran to catch up with him.

As I reached him, I mumbled," Staring at your ass, my foot."

"What was that ?", he scouted closer and leaned his ear towards my mouth.

"I quite didn't catch that."

For some reason, I leaned forward and bit his ear, slowing licking it afterwards to soothe the pain.

He stiffened.

"I was not staring at your ass." I smiled up to him.

"Juliet.."

A deep growl emitted from him. Before I could blink, his arms were around me and he smashes his lips on mine.

"Mmmhmm...Oh good lord."

Our lips mouldered into each other. His hands ran roughly over my body, pausing at certain places which felt as if hot lava was pouring down my skin.

My core tingled when his mouth left mine and began to place kisses all the way down my jaw, throat and neck. I grabbed a bunch of his hair, trying to pull him more closer to me than he already is.

"Oh Owen, touch me." I moaned.

When all of sudden, he pulled back. Suppressing a groan, I looked up to him. My breath hitched when I saw the lust still stirring in his eyes. He has never looked this beautiful.

He leaned towards me, his nose nuzzling my neck and he took a deep breath, as if inhaling me like I'm a freshly bloomed flower.

"God.. Say that again, sweet Juliet."

And I did.

"Touch me Owen. Touch me once more..."