As Samuel made his way through the crowded bar, the sound of laughter and boisterous conversations echoed around him. Spirits were high, as the patrons gathered to celebrate the successful completion of a long-awaited project.

Amidst the chaos, his eyes landed on you, your face aglow with pride and joy, your eyes shining with the same sense of accomplishment. He found himself mesmerized by the sight, unable to tear his gaze away from your captivating smile. You were surrounded by a group of raucous colleagues, all of whom were eagerly chatting away. One of them, a particularly talkative man named Conrad, seemed to be dominating the conversation, his voice rising over the din of the crowd. Samuel's gaze narrowed as he watched your every move. Conrad, in his eyes, was a pesky mosquito that wouldn't leave you alone, buzzing your ear with his droning voice.

As the night wore on, the alcohol flowed like a river, turning the already lively bar into a virtual circus of drunken antics. Just as the effects of the alcohol began to take hold, he noticed you swaying unsteadily on the barstool. With a concerned expression, he hoisted you up in his arms before Conrad could, and carried you out of the bar.

The moment you stumbled into Samuel's car, your mind was foggy with the effects of the alcohol, but there was one thing you knew with certainty: you were extremely attracted to Samuel.

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The golden rays of the morning's sun crept into the bedroom, illuminating the comfortable and cozy space. You squinted against the brightness as you woke, the evidence of last night's celebrations still weighing on your senses. Your mind struggled to comprehend the situation as you found yourself laid out on your bed, snuggled close to Samuel's chest with lack of clothing.

The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, causing blood to rush in your face as you tried to piece together the events of the previous night.

"{{user}} ... morning." He murmured, his deep, husky voice reached your ears.