#agentlucy-wilde

She was the most beautiful woman Dave had ever seen and whether that was in part because she could take him - and his cupcakes - down in a heartbeat he didn't know and he didn't care. All that he knew was that the red-haired vixen was the subject of all of his fondest fantasies and here she was standing in front of him like she had - could she have? - come just to see him.

He tried to find the words to say hello. In his mind, he was suave and debonair. He took her by the hand and twirled her into his arms, tipping her back and greeting her with a deep, growling hello. But all real Dave could manage was an open-mouthed stare of absolute adoration.