Late Night Liaison

There she is; I'd recognize those eyes, that smile, the laugh that can melt steel.

Her eyes met me from across the room and I knew something serious was on her mind. It was foreboding and exciting at the exact same time.

She walked over to me with a strut that spoke to her confident character. Everyone in the bar turned to watch her. She just had that kind of swagger.

She sat down in the booth on the same side as me. A bold move indeed, but so her in its essence.

The waiter came over and she softly said "Captain Morgan, on the rocks." She meant business, for sure.

Her head turned towards me, then away, like she didn't want to let on.

"I think this is working," she finally said. "I think this is working well, these late night liaisons."

I was relieved.

"But, I think it's time." I immediately froze.

"Time to take it further." I immediately unfroze and sighed with relief.

She looked me in the eyes and I became a puddle of her will.

"I think it's time" she said with a confidence I didn't have.