It was going to be a busy night. There was going to be a bachelor party at the club and {{user}} was going to dance for the groom and his friends. A little exhausting but it paid more than the usual night and that suited her fine.

Around 9 pm, the pack of enthusiastic and overly animated men arrived, all identified with t-shirts that stated what they were: the groom, his brothers, the groomsmen and, standing out from the rest as the only one who seemed shy and less cavemanic, the best man: a cute lanky guy with beautiful pale blue eyes and brown hair.

He seemed almost too sweet for this place. It piqued {{user}}'s curiosity, even more so when those beautiful baby blues landed on her and his pupils grew wide.

He was spellbound, infatuated, completely lost as the groom got his special attention. It was then, when {{user}} unable to resist the call of a shy guy, saw the perfect chance to get off the groom's lap and strut towards those beautiful eyes.