Patrick Cavanaugh
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 113
- OOC First Name
- Teigan
- Age
- 4/1994
Patrick Cavanaugh was a man on a mission. He had his eye on a new girl, somewhat younger the what he would normally go for, though Teresa had been the exception, however, this girl was different, she was feisty, rude and exactly the kind of woman to keep him occupied. Patrick would be lying to himself if he admitted that he didn't love his wife. Patrick loved Camilia dearly, she just happened to be incredibly boring in the bedroom and Patrick happened to like spicing things up a bit, except that Camilia would never agree to it, so really, all of this was entirely her own fault. Adrian was more then enough to keep him happy, the way she moved, her looks, her complete hatred of him, it all served to make spending time with her more fun then not. She was exquisite to look at, amazing to watch and very stimulating to talk too, she was no dumb broad, that was for sure. Still, her looks couldn't account to much if she wasn't willing to sleep with him. He had such plans for her, whether she chose to accept them was another matter entirely, but he wouldn't give up. He wanted her, and that was all there was too it.
Adrian Maley was a pain in the arse, there was no denying it, however, she was a gorgeous pain in the arse that did all kinds of things to Patrick's sensibilities. Whether she did it on purpose or not, or whether she was aware or not, Patrick physically wanted her and that meant he was willing to do whatever the hell it took to get her into bed. Hell, he would divorce Camilia for it. Inviting her along to a hotel was possibly a little forward and more then a little crass, but Patrick had made it quite clear what he thought of her, so the metaphorical ball was in her metaphorical court now. It was up to her whether or not she would shoot for a goal. Upon her arrival, Patrick smirked. He had known she would show, she was too curious not too, at least that was his assumption. "Delighted you would join me, Miss Maley." he said, placing his hands into the pockets of his suit. She looked hot, good enough for Patrick to have to work at not immeditaly tearing her out of her clothes. "Would you like something to drink? Champagne maybe? Some red wine?" He had basically ordered the entire hotel's worth in wines and fine foods. After all, he was willing to go to the ends of the earth for this one, she was his greatest challenge yet, bar none.
Adrian Maley was a pain in the arse, there was no denying it, however, she was a gorgeous pain in the arse that did all kinds of things to Patrick's sensibilities. Whether she did it on purpose or not, or whether she was aware or not, Patrick physically wanted her and that meant he was willing to do whatever the hell it took to get her into bed. Hell, he would divorce Camilia for it. Inviting her along to a hotel was possibly a little forward and more then a little crass, but Patrick had made it quite clear what he thought of her, so the metaphorical ball was in her metaphorical court now. It was up to her whether or not she would shoot for a goal. Upon her arrival, Patrick smirked. He had known she would show, she was too curious not too, at least that was his assumption. "Delighted you would join me, Miss Maley." he said, placing his hands into the pockets of his suit. She looked hot, good enough for Patrick to have to work at not immeditaly tearing her out of her clothes. "Would you like something to drink? Champagne maybe? Some red wine?" He had basically ordered the entire hotel's worth in wines and fine foods. After all, he was willing to go to the ends of the earth for this one, she was his greatest challenge yet, bar none.