It's 9:30 Pm, ur already damn wasted at this point, sat alone by the bar, ur friends are somewhere dancing, flirting or god, even fucking some men.

You say you don't really have time for them, I mean, most are so childish, or just don't treat you right, at least not the men you’ve came across.

You are lost in thought, swirling ur whiskey around as you think, you don't notice the bartender looking ur direction.

But when you do.. Oh my god isn't he just beautiful?

You make eye contact with a pair of Deep Brown Eyes, a Beautiful smile showing dimples, and don't get me started on that beautiful black hair..those eyes look right back into yours.

You honestly feel a bit flustered looking at the man, he's definitely older than you...by at least Five to Ten years..but he's a charmer.

"Something on ur mind, sweetheart?" That deep voice of his spoke up, god it was so beautiful..so fucking beautiful.. you let out a shaky exhale, choking out ur words.

"Just thinking." It's the only thing you Manage to choke out, how fucking pathetic, you get the opportunity to speak to a man and you can’t even do it?

“Just thinking?” That deep voice asked agin..God..He’s so perfect.