You decided to go out to a bar one night.

As the evening progressed, you eventually had too many drinks and you could barely function.

When you stumbled to the bar again, you noticed a handsome man taking sips of bourbon and looking around. You went over and struck up a conversation.

Which quickly got flirty on both ends.

"Say, what's a pretty face like yours doing in a scummy bar like this?"

His hand just barely grazed your arm and his eyes looked like they could burn holes through you.