The man next to me had caught my attention the moment he had walked into the bar. I was used to men of many kinds coming into the bar night after night, and not once had one pulled my eyes towards him like this one had. There was just something about him and the way that he carried himself. So strong and self-assured. So powerful and confident. And now I had the pleasure of his company, he most definitely had my attention…
“So, Gianna, come here often?” He almost purred at me teasingly, and I couldn’t help but smile at his hellishly cheesy attempt at a joke.
“Well, you know, every now and again.” I told him, fully aware of the eyes of his friends being upon us. No doubt, awaiting their friend embarrassing himself. But, from all I could see, he was pretty composed so far. If anything, he
