He’s very good-looking!
The club was a lot of good times. It turned out that all of Anna’s pals were boys, and among them was one who was totally my style: tall, with black hair, powerful and confident, and just a bit domineering. Also, we became fast friends. When he grabbed my phone, dialed my number, and plugged it into his phone, the deal was sealed.
“On Saturday, I’ll show you a good time. You must be prepared to go at 8.”
A shiver ran up my back at the thought.
I certainly would be.