7- Milo

Harrison POV

*SMUT WARNING*

I finished my shift at the bar and headed to the upstairs apartment that Jeff lets me rent out above the bar. The noise from the bar still sounds from the floorboards up until three in the morning usually, but it’s cheap and convenient for little old me, and I never minded the sounds of people enjoying themselves. Besides, if there's ever a bar fight, I'm only a few seconds away from helping break it up.

I dragged my feet up the stairs and looked up once I saw a pair of shiny leather shoes. Milo was standing outside my door, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and a wicked smile on his lips as he caught sight of me. His green eyes filled with lust as he loosened his tie. He looked yummy and desirable, as I had thought since the second I saw him, and I was famished after my shift, ready for some fresh meat.

I reached the step that he was on and wasted no time opening the door and pulling him in behind me, dragging him by the tie like a leash. I sh