Desire On The Dancefloor
One quick glance turns into so much more.
I can’t take my eyes off of you, a tall dark handsome stranger across a crowded room. I keep casting shy glances your way, eyes hidden beneath my thick lashes. You catch me looking and a quick inquisitive glance turns into a long lingering almost intrusive stare, eyes locked on one another, drinking each other in greedily. In a few short strides, you are next to me, clasping my hand as you lead me to the dance floor. The...