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Ronan

M y girl is so cute when she’s flustered. I can tell she’s going over the events of last night in her brain. I don’t blame her, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it myself.

I’m just saying that candle dream was a chef's kiss.

After handing her a twenty and telling her to keep the change, I spot her face dropping just the smallest bit. Aw, she doesn’t want me to leave. How precious. She’ll find out soon enough what the object of my desire is. But until then, I might as well keep her guessing.

“Thanks for the sweets, gorgeous. ”

Her face falters a bit more, brows drawing together in confusion. I could get used to that little nose crinkle she’s doing, too.

“I’ll have to stop by more often now that I know you’re here,” I say with a wink, pushing the hair out of my face.

“Have a good day!” She practically sings to me, making my heart flutter.

My Gods, this woman has no idea what she’s doing to me .

I send her a quick wave before grabbing the door, the bell jingling above me, signaling my exit.

The walk home is a quick one, that’s why I had originally picked The Potion Press. That and I refuse to spend my money at those big-name corporations that take advantage of their workers. Support small businesses, or whatever they say.

Look, just because I’m a man, doesn’t mean I can’t be progressive.

Once I’m home again, I head to my room and boot up my computer. I waste no time finding out everything humanly possible about my gorgeous nightmare.

She grew up in foster care, her parents are unknown, and it seemed like she got passed around a lot, never finding a forever home. I don’t know much about the system, but from what I’ve heard, I can’t imagine she had an easy time.

From what I can see, she also never went to college. Only high school, working odd jobs here and there until she graduated and ended up getting her own apartment shortly after.

It’s surprising the things people share about themselves on social media. It only took me about two hours to find everything I needed, including her phone number.

Once it’s saved in my phone, I shoot off a quick text to her letting her know she’s forever stuck in my web now.