“Let’s go through a couple drinks and bond over our shitty childhoods and talk about the people we should have been by now. Let our elbows touch and we’ll pretend we both don’t want it. Or let’s meet at the bar and talk about nothing because we need everything. I’ll flirt and grin into my drinks and try to maintain eye contact when the rest of you is leading me on. Or let’s kiss before our courage wears out. I’ll then unzip your dress and you’ll unbutton my collar and everything will be now, out in the open…”
That’s what you said. I looked into your eyes and felt your sweat. Your bare chest rubbing against mine. My naked legs wrapped around yours. Your hot breath in my ear. I finished my drink and took your hand, leading you out of the bar.