A Club Encounter
The tall, blonde woman emerged from the crowd as if they moved aside just for her. She looked intently at me as she approached the bar. I gazed into her strikingly blue eyes, confused for a moment because why would she be headed towards me? Maybe she was looking at the bartender behind me. But no, she came right up to me, sparking in my heart a little flutter of panic with a slight twinge of excitement. “Hi, I’m Lauren. Can I buy you a drink?” she asked. Her voice was bubbly but carried over the din of the club. I nearly choked as I searched for how to respond. “Hi!” I finally blurted out. “Uhm, sure, that would be lovely. An espresso martini, please. Oh, and my name is Anna.” “Pleased to meet you …