Dear Author, He arrived this morning. With his gentle smile, his soothingly low, confident voice, and a sort of feline grace and nonchalance, he calmly won everyone over, very quickly. Me? Can’t say I’m a people person. So unlike the new guy there, I don’t do crowds, or friendly chit chat. I was even told once “you’re lucky you’re cute” (oh boohoo, like I cared what they thought. Only my friends get to know the real me). Still, couldn’t he at least notice me??? Wait… that came out wrong. I’m not into men. I just haven’t found the right woman yet, that’s all. I’m not looking at his dishevelled hair, or at his strong arms that could so easily pin me against the wall and… WHOA! I did not just think that. And I’m not still looking at him, like a mor—He’s staring right back at me. Blatantly. And with his gaze now burning with both amusement and lustful hunger, he looks like a cat who found his prey. Except I’m no defenceless mouse. He may be stirring all kinds of scary feelings in me, I’m never ever going to act on them. He’ll give up long before I do. So Dear Author, how does this feisty mouse get caught? Photo Description: An adorable young man shyly hides his mouth behind his hand. His dark, spiky hair and three days’ beard growth contrast with his amazing green-gray eyes. Maybe he’s flirting, maybe he’s considering his next move. This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's "Love is an Open Road" event. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story. This story may contain sexually explicit content and is intended for adult readers. It may contain content that is disagreeable or distressing to some readers. The M/M Romance Group strongly recommends that each reader review the General Information section before each story for story tags as well as for content warnings.