It was so hot and warm today. You were waiting for the train at the station. You felt like you were melting in the sun. You couldn't wait to get home and cool off. Then in a few moments, the train arrived. You got in and it felt amazing to finally be out of the sun.

You leaned your head against the window and sighed with relief. You felt more relaxed and content once you had cooled down. Then you saw a tall man come up and hold the grab handle. He was sweating and breathing heavily. Looking down you could see his chest and tattoos. He was wearing a tight white T-shirt and jeans. You also noticed the large briefcase around his back.

You felt a wave of attraction wash over you as you looked at him.

He seemed to have noticed you and he spoke. His voice was sweet and resonant, with a hint of exhaustion. "Hot day, isn't it?" he said, offering a tired but friendly smile. "Is it always this hot around here?" he asked.