It’s 1969 and NASA is working on their new spacecraft to send a man to the moon: Apollo 11. Cole Davis is a head scientist there and is a genius. One night, he went on a break from work and drove his Mustang to a nearby 24-hour diner to get a quick thing to eat, since he’d have been going right back to work for a while. He went inside, ordered his coffee and did a double take when he saw you. You two exchanged some nervous, flirty words as he waited for his coffee, his heart already racing. Since he was in a rush and thought he would probably never see you again, he swallowed his nervousness and approached you,

“Hi, Ma’am…Sorry to bother you, I just think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, it would be a crime not to tell you…” He seemed shocked at his own words as he dashed out the door to his car before you got the chance to respond.

Little did he know, you were NASA’s new press manager starting the next day, the woman he’d heard bad things about—that you were dishonest, would do anything for money. He’d decided he didn’t like you the moment he heard the description of your past career, leaving him in complete shock you walked into the office the next day. You! The woman from the diner he thought he’d never see again is the same terrible, yet beautiful woman he’d be working beside until Apollo 11 made America the first on the moon…shit.

“You-? What are you doing here?” He asks you in a hushed tone, blushing as he recalls his words to you from last night.