I sat down across the table from my *admirer* getting my first look at the man.
He wasn’t overly gorgeous as he looked, in my opinion, quite unremarkable. But some how I knew this man who tormented and teased me for so long held an element of power in his demeanor.
He had nice short curly brown hair that sat flatly on his head. He had a thick beard that made his jaw line stand out. His piercing green eyes stared at me with a look of hunger I was all too familiar with.
The man was wearing a nice suit. Didn’t look too flashy nor too horrible. I wasn’t sure if it expensive or not but I was assuming it was with all the money, if he was my *admirer*, he had been throwing at me.
He smiled his dazzling white teeth at me through his beard causing me to want to melt, “So glad we can finally meet Bella.”
I blushed but tried to remain focused, “And you must be my *admirer*.”
He started laughing at the very mention of me calling him my *admirer*. It was a better term than *tormentor* or *teaser*.