My friend and I were at a club. The bass of the song playing through speakers around the room, thundered in my ears. I could feel the thump in my bones. I was wearing a classic little black dress. Strapless, mid-thigh, low heels. I didn't like the teetering feeling of wearing heels so tall I could snap my ankle at any given moment. But these were just high enough to make my legs look good and finish the look of the dress. I'd blown out my hair and my friend had given me a smokey-eye look. I'd added thick mascara to my lashes and dark mauve lipstick and called my face done. It was more than I did on a day-to-day basis.
We'd been drinking and dancing for about an hour when I saw him. A perfect male specimen. He walked with a fluid grace that seemed innate to him. He was tall, I could tell f
