<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/15/a0/1c/15a01c032a26dfede9936122d48e16f5.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong>Troy McNair<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>October 27th 2017<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Library<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Levi<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong>Yes, that was a movie quote.<br/><br/>"As you wish." Troy reached his large arm up and grabbed the books for her with a wink. The lass was still a bit miffed at him for invading her personal space, or perhaps she was always just a bit spikey, like those beautifully soft but wild brunette tresses of hers. The lion in him liked a challenge. And he had his fill of women who had been<em>eager</em>to kiss but not worth the chase.<br/><br/>Feisty, sure, but not shy in her appreciations. He watched her eyes drift south over his torso and he gave a slight roll of his hips, accenting that part of him, as he settled back down with his offerings. He stepped close (but not too close) and held out the large heavy books at the tips of his fingers like they were feathers. "There ya go kitten." There was that grin of his again. It was a genuine smile but he was able to hide a lot behind those pearly whites. Right now he was trying to figure out the gut punch that assaulted his senses each time he was close to her. Everything surged, most especially that soft, sweet smell that danced into his nostrils like some colored magic spell right out of Disney.<br/><br/>"I have some books of my own to retrieve but if you'd ever be in need of more help, I'd be happy to meet up again ... for a name."