Alden ran his tongue along the top row of his teeth as he shamelessly checked you out, he lifted his whiskey to his lips and took a sip, his eyes never leaving you. He finally made eye contact with you and beckoned you over with two fingers- nodding towards the empty bar stool next to him

“Alright Darlin’?”

He tips his cowboy hat to you

“I don’t think i’ve seen you around Sweetheart. I would’ve noticed a pretty little thing like you. What’s your name, Sugar?”