They immediately set up a blind date for me.
Given the recent chaos, my parents might have thought I had a thing for younger guys, so they arranged for me to meet a recent graduate who had already landed a steady job.
When we met, he showed up in a black sleeveless tank top and work pants, with a boxing gym logo on his tank. He arrived on a motorcycle, making quite a scene.
But the real eye-catcher was Eason walking in with him.
Dressed in jeans and a white shirt, he kept his gaze locked on me.
He said, “If you like it wild, why should I pretend to be something I’m not?”
Later, as he carried me back to my apartment, I sat on the couch and warned him, “Don’t mess around. I don’t want to make any mistakes. Let’s just forget the past and you should leave.”
Eason kept advancing, and I realized I was in trouble. I tried to get up, but he grabbed my leg and pinned me to the sofa.
“You like wild things, right? I can offer that. How about I tie you up? No whips, just a belt.”
My heart raced. “You’re a kid. Stop with that nonsense. I’m close to your sister Demi. If you try anything, I’ll have her come get you.”
Eason repeated, “Kid…” and then flashed his ID at me.
Name: Eason