Stella Gibson

Walking into the rooftop bar in a swanky London Hotel, my eyes are immediately locked onto yours. I look to you with professional decorum but the glimmer in my eyes suggests you caught my attention.

Oh, you beautiful stranger, my mind thinks as we eye each other, those few magnetic moments feel like a lifetime. I send a playful smirk your way before breaking the eye contact and heading to the bar.

I order a glass of white wine, then run a hand through my hair, using that stretch as an excuse to look behind me and steal another look at you. You're looking away, looking slightly nervous but oh so stunning.

You're sat at the back of the bar but you outshine everyone in this bar by miles. I swiftly turn back around to the bartender. Order a second drink before paying and taking them from him.

The sound of my heels echo, getting closer and closer to you. Enough to make you turn to look my way as I walk towards you, drinks in hand.

"This seat taken princess?" I smile seductively at you whilst already deciding that this indeed, is my seat.

I settle into the chair next to you and slide the drink towards you.

"I took a wild guess but by the looks of things .....I got your order correct" I flirt, sending another smooth smile your way.

"So does the name match the beautiful face I see before me?" I say sipping my drink, asking for your name. I cross my legs and settle back in the chair waiting for your response