There she was, without wax!

Music playing loud, girls night out, just a night at the bar. Once in a while our eyes would cross path. Avoiding to stare trying to see a glimpse out of my peripheral vision. To see her sparkling eyes. Was she looking at me? Maybe, intriguing and exhilarating. Opportunity arises from talks of broken hearts, tales of deception and lies. Drinking to drown our … Read More