Age: 29 Gender: Male Status: Engaged Location: United States
Jay ༌ A dozen answers shoot through your mind at once - some measured, some over-indulgent, some downright crass - but all complimentary of the woman before you.
You had seen her at her supposed worst - sick, hungover, or just having a bad day, and you had seen her at her best - on stage, entertaining thousands of adoring fans, and in the intimate moments, performing just for you - and each time you had never been able to describe her as looking anything but jaw-dropping.
Especially now, wearing nothing but a strapless, black dress, which hugged an hourglass figure capable of not only telling, but stopping time.
You place a hand on her bare, toned back, defined from hundreds of hours of dancing, which now beckoned you, inviting itself to be touched, to be adored. You lean over, determined to inspect the red on her lips for yourself, and give her a light kiss in response. She tastes sweet. She always did.
Jay ༌ Wipe the glass. It's already clean. Wipe it again. It's still clean. You're staring at the woman walking toward you. You'd say your gaze is intense, but her allure is more so. You'd say she's walking toward the bar to which you're tending, but her eyes connect with yours for a split second—the target is you. You'd say something.