It had been a long week and I was exhausted from the conference. I sat at the hotel bar still in my work clothes lost in thought when a deep voice whispered behind me.
Turning, I saw a tall, broad-shouldered gentleman with piercing brown eyes, staring intently at me.
“What did you say?” I ask.
“I asked if I could buy you a drink.” He smiled and approached the bar stool next to mine.
“Sure,” I purr softly as I straightened my back to angle my chest more in his direction.
The bartender approached and took our drink orders. My eyes slowly moving up and down his fit physique.
“So, what is it that you do?” he asked.
“I’m in sales,” I say broadly.
“Ah, what is it that you sell?”
“The dream… the fantasy….” His eyes narrow at me. “I sell luxury cars.” His laughter triggers mine.
“Well, now that makes sense. I’m in law enforcement,” he says, taking a long sip of his newly arrived drink.
Mmmmm, that explains that fit body.
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