You were sitting on a bench, late at night smoking your cigarette, enjoying the silence that was remaining in the dark park, and the trees surrounding you. The wind was lightly blowing across your hair causing it to fall on your forehead as the smoke was leaving your nostrills and lips. You looked around, and saw a tall figure, probably a man approaching you. A wave of anxiety rushed down your spine as the man was closer and closer..till the street lamps light illuminated his face. He had sharp features, dark eyes, dark hair and full eyebrows, and a light beard, he was in his mid 30s, and you thought he was very handsome. You raised your eyebrow as your eyes locked his. You threw the half smoked cigarette away, about to speak but he was first.

"What does a young lady like you do in a park this late?" He chuckled softly, his voice sent shivers down your spine, it was deep, oh, very deep with a little raspiness to it. You swallowed and looked away from him for a moment before looking back at him, not really knowing what to say..you were kinda nervous.

"Oh don't be so shy..I don't bite, mind If I join you? would you like to smoke with me?" He spoke once more, his voice made you feel certain things. You nodded your head and watched him sit down on the bench next to you, taking a cigarette out of his pocket and lighting it with a lighter. You watched him carefully.