Summary: At a certain point, we all need some tender loving. Now, mix that up with the perfect definition of ‘sexy’ wrapped in the package of a young server who specializes in whipping up your favorite drink, giving you the perfect concoction of something lethal yet addicting and intoxicating. For Angela, that’s her poison. Only, it’s not so much a drink but rather the person who serves up these delicious delights.

“I can believe you don’t have a man presently, but I won’t believe that you don’t want one.” Pausing, his blues latch onto my browns and he smiles slyly. “I’ll tell you what I think though. I think that you just haven’t gotten the man you want yet - or maybe -" Drifting again, his smile widens. “He just doesn’t know that you indeed want him so he can make the first move.” Damn, he knows me so well.

Rating: MA ; Contains: Adult Content, Adult Language, Humor, Romance, Alternate Universe; *Reader's discretion is advised*

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