The Scary Don- IV

If this was supposed to be romantic, Evelyn did not want any kind of romance from the don. 

He leaned back to stand straight and the feeling of his lips left her forehead. It was more of a lingering touch. She could still feel them on her forehead. 

"It was not very romantic." Evelyn muttered not feeling afraid enough not to do it. 

He squeezed her waist making her squirm in his grip. "That is a romantic gesture from my side. However, I can assure you that I will improve. Would you like roses sent to you tomorrow?" 

She chuckled that, unable to control it. " Chocolates would do." She said instead and before placing a hand on his well toned chest. Even through his shirt Evelyn could feel the well-defined muscles. 

Focus. 

"I think I should go to bed now." She whispered softly. "You should do it. You have a working day tomorrow."