m and noted his features. How could I spend all this time without seeing how handsome he was? Was I really so preoccupied with finding a partner that I failed to see the chance waiting around the co

hey were a memb

ose for me. This guy didn't appear like a terrible guy. His voice was as rich as a piece of velvet ca

a wedding band, which revealed his single status. Despite the fact that it was always possible, I would find it difficult to beli

going against everything I believed in won't make me regret it. Although

hat is. Excellent, now I just need to throw a pickup line at him and I'm good to go. I had to resist the desire to sneer at

back when I was able to meet his eyes since I was prepared for any kind o

y face. I made an effort not to look for the closest exit

t was only increased by his response. He mad

d this offer. Why did I feel so humiliated? He confi

of nowhere on me, are you?

m of doing it." Then he climbed up and over the bar. "Meet me at the back if you ha

had to tell myself. This wasn't the kind of thing you'd find in

se blind dates. I wanted to experience the total opposite because I was sick of suffering. I

J

could just go and never return to this neighborhood. I had the impression that nothing c

ecoming chilly. I then made a mental note to give it another five minutes before calling

I genuinely jumped at the suddenness and put my

at me. He asked whether I was kidding. Even as he said, "You're still he

st the shiver that wanted to go through me as I crossed my

s jacket. He hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I d

I was overthinking things. I would have come more prepared if I had known that I would be out till so late. I decid

to my body. I inhaled and was immediately overcom

rted to leave the pub. He en