The bass of his voice was thrilling; the type that made you want to lean in to hear more.
My heart was doing a frantic beat against my ribs, “Evening,”
I sounded a little breathless and I took another sip of my drink to hide the blush that was rising in my cheeks.
He smiled as he leaned against the counter. The scent of his masculine cologne hit me.
“I gotta know,” He said, “What’s a woman like you doing sitting all alone at the bar on a night like this?”
I met his gaze, invoking all the bravado that was left in me, “Maybe I'm not alone,” I said with a little smirk playing on my lips, “Maybe I’m just waiting for the right company.”
He chuckled, nodding slightly, “Oh, I like that. And I’d like to think I’m that right company. Call me… an expert at providing just the right amount of t
