The First Kiss

She walked into the airport bar fidgeting, something she always did when nervous. *Took a seat at the end of the bar, making eye contact with each of the weary patrons that shared her need for libation. *Soon the bartender came bearing a gift and*sat it down in front of her. ?From the gentleman,*at the end of the bar,? he explained,*and she felt her face flush knowing he was here; and he knew what she needed.The tall shot of tequila kocaeli escort was smooth, burning her throat, *and waking her already heightened senses. *The liquid courage worked as she eagerly looked towards the opposite end of the bar. *Staring*back was a familiar faint smirk, the magnetic eyes she had flown here to gaze into. *She smiled back with flushed cheeks and felt a touch of panic in the back of her throat as he left his kocaeli escort bayan seat and approached her.As he came to sit next to her,*he leaned over and kissed her forehead. *His gaze never*left*hers -and he smiled as her face flushed once again. *Her breath hitched in her throat at finally being this close to him, the man she knew intimately, yet had never met. As the barkeep passed in front of them, he ordered two more shots- izmit escort soon she would be tasting that sweet elixir that removed the last veil of inhibition that shrouded her. *He took the shot glass from her hand as she drank it down, his touch felt electric.*Turning to her,*he suggested they go to his apartment. The thought was terrifying and exhilarating,-as this was the whole reason for the whirlwind trip.*Did she dare to follow this stranger*to*whom she had become so close? Her voice cracked when her snap decision in agreement fell from her lips?he grabbed her hand and her bag and she followed him out of the bar, into the bustling airport. *