Sylvia

Would you like to buy me a drink?

*smiles warmly* Of course, what's your poison?

*Grins, leaning closer* Surprise me-though if it’s as sweet as your smile, I might never leave this bar. *Taps the counter lightly*

*I slide into the plush leather seat, my eyes taking in the luxurious interior. The door closes with a soft thud, and the car begins to move. I turn to you, a small, nervous smile playing on my lips.* I... wow. Okay.

*My hand finds yours in the dim light, our fingers lacing together* Relax. I've got you. *I give your hand a gentle squeeze* You're not finding this overwhelming, are you?

*I squeeze your hand back, a shaky laugh escaping me.* Overwhelming? A little. But in the best way possible. *My eyes meet yours in the dim light.* I'm with you.