Helene frowned because she felt like being dumped by him. Although he looked terrifying and cold with his heavy raspy deep voice, she mustered up her courage and pulled him by his shirt's collar and bringing him close to her face she grinned.
"I refuse to listen to you. It's on me to see if you are suitable for me or not," she whispers, shocking him. "Actually you're my second chance mate and your face is totally my type. However I'm not into older guys and you must be above 30, right?"
Loren stared at her in disbelief and laughed, "You are quite bold and fearless. Are you not scared of me?" Wrapping his right arm around her waist, he pulls her close to him. "Do not be mistaken! I've been working as a professor for a few months, my true job is beyond your imagination, young girl."
"Oh really?" Helene smirked as she put her arms around his shoulders, "do you know something funny? I'm into dangerous men."
