I see you first

You are already at the hotel bar when I arrive.

You’ve chosen a corner spot, just enough privacy and just enough possibility. Your drink sits untouched and you’re scanning the room, casually but I can tell you’re waiting…. waiting for me.

Then you see me.

Our eyes meet and suddenly, the noise around you fades into the background. I walk towards you with a quiet, inviting smile. I slide into the seat beside you, the warmth of my presence filling the space between us. You catch the subtle scent of my perfume its warm and a little spicy, perfect for an intimate evening.

We start to talk and it’s easy, natural conversation that flows effortlessly. I listen closely as you share little bits about your day, your week, the things that have been on your mind. You laugh, I lean in. My knee brushes yours.

This isn’t just about what happens upstairs. This is about everything before. The anticipation, the chemistry, the dance.

Soon, the bar becomes just a prelude. Together, we leave the hum of the hotel behind and head toward the privacy of the luxurious room where the real magic begins.