I have a thing for the kind of guys who are mistaken for having bad attitude and may or may not necessarily possess it. The ones who look like they have bad cigarette habits. The leather jacket, wicked smile kind of guys. Yes, those guys are my weakness. The guys with the strong cologne smell and cold eyes. The ones who look suspicious and like they might belong to the wrong folks. No, I’m not talking about criminal kind of dangerous looking guys. I’m just trying to describe the guys in gothic fiction books. The rare ones you see in real life and stand in a dilemma, starting at them, thinking about what ifs.