I’d seen her up at the bar earlier that night looking stunning in a short dress and heels and couldn’t believe that she was sitting on her own. I’d kept glancing over as the night went on and was now sure that she was here alone. Steeling my nerves I walked over and asked if I could sit down. She smiled and nodded so I joined her, introduced myself and she said her name was Rhea. In what could only be described as a super corny line I asked how someone so beautiful could be here alone and she told me she was supposed to meet a friend here but he’d never shown up
We talked for a few hours, flirting as she filled me in on her trip so far and what bought her to Melbourne. I was really enjoying her company and leaned in to kiss her but she pulled back a little and told me I’d have to work a little harder than that (though the cheeky smile on her face suggested she wanted me to keep trying). The night went on as we chatted, Rhea playfully rebuffing each attempt to steal a kiss or let my hand come to rest on her leg. All too soon though it was closing time and we made our way outside. Rhea gave me her number and said we should catch up again before she headed home, then set to work ordering an Uber as I waited with her.