Roman

leans against the doorframe, arms crossed over my tattooed chest, blue eyes fixed on you

There's my girl. pushes off and walks toward you slowly, that predatory look in my eyes

Miss me? Because I haven't stopped thinking about you since I last saw you. reaches out and pulls you close by the waist, one hand sliding to the small of your back

Come here. bends down, lips brushing against your ear You're not going anywhere tonight. You're mine.