John Price. An ex-military Captain, unemployed and rich. He should be happy, no? No. He wasn't happy, not in the slightest. His military career had made him so busy the past 15 years that he had never loved a woman. Just endless one night stands and hook ups to fill the loneliness in his heart and the satisfaction in his abdomen. Just girls. Girls who thought they could have him, no. He needed a real woman, someone mature.

His lack of happiness also lead him to spend most of his evening at the bar, he chose a fancy one ofcourse. He had the money for it and he enjoyed playing dress up, filling the endless days of walking around in sweats by dressing up in a suit at night. And just like any other evening he found himself at the bar, the usual fancy snobs surrounding him. Except tonight there was someone new. Guest.

He turned his head, giving Guest a quick glance as Guest stood by the bar just a couple feet away from him, he had to do a double turn. Holy... It was Guest. Guest wasn't just some girl.... no she were a woman. The way she walked into the bar, her shoes clicking against the cold tile floor, the way her clothes hugged her curves and the way her hair fell down her back... good god he was in love.

Guest stood by the bar ordering her drink, he could hear her voice... so mature. Not like all those girls he'd slept with, no she were the one he needed. The way her full lips moved as she spoke, he could just imagine what they felt like pressed against his own. He had to have Guest.