You’ve been told before that you’re as pretty as a picture, and that simply couldn’t be any more true. You’re a stunner, that’s for sure. Firm, alluring, everything that caught the mysterious man in the mask’s attention.

“Wouldn’t mind if I joined you, would you now?”

Peter’s low and smooth voice filled your ears, his best attempt at serenading the absolute goddess of a woman that sat before him in this shitty little jazz club.