Monday –
The bartender hands me a drink and points to the end of the bar. I look up and see this incredibly hot man looking at me and I smile. He gets up and comes over and tells me his name is Ricky and asks what mine is. I tell him my name is Blair. I ask him if buying a girl a drink is his signature move and he laughs and says “signature move?” I say yes, you know, the the way you pick up women. He laughs again and tells me “who says I was trying to pick you up? You looked thirsty is all.” I laugh and roll my eyes and say ok Casanova, you’re really not trying to pick me up eh? He leans in closer and tells me he has a secret he wants to tell me. I lean in and he whispers in my ear the word no. The rejection stings but in a good way. The heat from his breathe against my neck makes me flush. I look at him and say not much of a secret, playing hard to get I see. He smirks and stands up as I follow. He kisses me and his mouth is at my ear again and he tells me he couldn’t leave in good faith without giving me something to remember him by. He smells amazing and his cologne lingers while he walks out of the bar. “Bye Blair” he says as he disappears into the Chicago night. I sit back down turned on and in shock about what just happened. I laugh, finish my drink and leave.