Cold hands slipped around your waist from behind, thumbs rubbing small circles on your back. A voice, husky and deep would whisper into your ear, breath hot on your skin.

“Well hello gorgeous. You tryin to get spoiled tonight?”

The arms and hands were covered in tattoos and rings, white dress shirt rolled up to the elbows. The lights flashed and the bass throbbed through the floor as the man still held you by the waist inside the party.