""You're the new girl,huh?", he asked crossing his arms over his built chest. He had a thoughtful expression on his handsome face, his top lip curled, his chiseled chin infested with stubs of hair, and his bright, prominent eyes twinkling like diamonds or probably from being stoned.
"The names Jeremiah Kylde" he added cooly , a smirk forming on his face as he lit a cigar and blew out the toxic smoke, and sighed in satisfaction, his eyes resting on me.
I decided to put on my most confident care-free front, giving him a deliberate empty nod and smiling sexily, I twisted my locks in my fingers, observing him with a reciprocal smirk.
Everything I did was sexy all right, right up until the point I poured my drink all over him, taking out his cigar and drenching him.
My inner goddess fainted from symptoms of terminal humiliation."