The Man at The Bar

And if you can’t demonstrate to her that you are all those things, that you are different and you are the one she should be with, she will move to the next man. Well, you’re on your own then, buddy or maybe I’m speaking to you, you never know. ”

Suffocating with the pressure of her words was what Christian experienced Cameroonian could literally feel the weight from her words. He could not think of anyone who had an easier time with the girl of his dreams; he could not imagine that he would have to compete to have her.

‘I’m not going to pressure her,’ he murmured, nearly choking on the words. “I am too fond of her to do that.”

Grandma Patterson’s eyes drooped, but just a little and for a brief second only with disapproval. “That does not go well with caring, Christian. Not if Seth is still in the picture. You have to be assertive, have to prove to her who you are and that you are ready to go to the end of the world for her.”

Christian squeezed two tight fists before him, the turbulent