Scarlet's P.O.V
"Caleb" He had silky midnight black hair, that was cut short, making my fingers yearn to touch it. His eyes matched his hair and stared at with such a fierce intensity that I felt they were piercing my very soul.
Despite looking young, his eyes looked old, like they held untold secrets. He wore a leather jacket with a chain connecting it to his dark ripped jeans.
His tattoos peaked out from the collar of his shirt and covered his neck.
His deep voice and the confidence exerted just made him more attractive and the way he looked at me made my legs quiver slightly.
"So Scarlet, what's wrong? Not many girls go to a club just to sit at the bar all night." His voice held genuine concern and for some reason I felt like I had known him my whole life.
All my problems just cam
