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The Canadian Mountie
🕑 Added 2024-08-30 23:24:15 +0000 UTCIt was a Saturday evening at the COX bar in Montreal, and the place was buzzing with energy. The crowd was lively, and the drinks were flowing as people mingled and enjoyed the atmosphere. I was leaning against the bar, savoring my drink, when I felt a nudge. I turned to see a man dressed as a Canadian Mountie, complete with the iconic red uniform, boots, and glasses. His cropped sandy beard and muscular build immediately caught my attention.
He was tall, around 6’2”, and his presence was commanding. Despite the playful costume, there was something about his demeanor that made the encounter feel electrifying. We exchanged a few words, playful banter laced with a mutual attraction that crackled in the air.
“I’m heading to the bathroom,” he said in a deep, gravelly voice. “Wait for me here.”
Feeling a bit cocky from the drinks, I smirked. “There are a lot of men here tonight. Good luck finding me waiting for you.”
He smiled, a slow, confident grin. Then, without missing a beat, he took out a pair of handcuffs from his belt and, with a swift movement, cuffed my wrist to the bar. The move was quick, but his touch was gentle, ensuring it was all part of the game.
“In case you had any doubts,” he whispered, his voice low and teasing, “you will be here when I get back.”
I couldn’t help but laugh, the thrill of the moment adding to the buzz in the air. As he walked away, I knew one thing for sure: this Mountie, whether in costume or not, was definitely going to get his man that night.
