I wanted to get closer. But I was scared to at the same time. Scared I might get burned if I got too close. The bar wasn’t well-lit, but it was light enough that I could make out his features. I could tell he wasn’t looking away, and I didn’t want to be the first to do so. It felt like I was baiting him to make a move, even if that was the last thing I wanted… wasn’t it? Slowly, one side of his lips curved up in a small smirk. I swallowed, feeling like prey. Did that make him a predator?
I would be prey to his predator 😏
