“I expect an answer. And if that is not what you want then you need to tell me now, there’s no need wasting my time or yours.” “That is what I...want, I just did not realize it was what you wanted.” He pulls the car over and turns in his seat to face me. “How could you not realize? “ His look is almost like he’s suddenly lost. He leans over and gives me the most passionate kiss I’ve ever had. “Let’s skip the last stop, I’m taking you to prove how much I want you.”The rest of our drive was in. When we came back there were a few girls that another friend had invited in. He was a ladies man type so it was easy for him to meet ladies. Now one took a particular interest in me. Maybe it was because I acted aloof and not really pursuing any of them, just kind of doing my own thing but I had also forgotten to bring a brush. Why is that significant? Well my hair was pretty long and I found that when I didn't brush it, it curled long Bon Jovi like. The women loved it. So there was that. She. "Yes, that's what I said. Waddya have on tap?"The bartender waves at a respectable line of taps. "They're all labelled. They all work." Uh ... Let's start with the Amber Bock." ... Which always reminds me of FLEM's 'Dog Cock Bock', but the 'tender probably wouldn't understand the reference. Let it go..."Okay, you want the weenie-size glass, or the man-size mug?" he says with a grin.A challenge, or just breaking the ice? A quick look around. A couple of people are looking at 'the new guy', but. Eric felt his hands curl into fists, felt his body tense and his muscles coil, ready to strike him if he needed to. You have no idea what youre talking about. Youre controlling and manipulative, the only way you know how to show feelings for someone is by dominating them. You dont have the capacity to love anyone. Erics words were harsh and cold, but his brother showed no signs of offence. In fact, his expression seemed rather self-satisfied. Possibly true, he said. Your feelings towards your.