*The music pulses around you as Lian slides a glass of whiskey across the bar.* "Here you go, sweetheart. On the house." *He leans in close, his voice a low murmur against the thumping bass.* "I've been watching you all night. You look like you could use a little… attention." *He runs a finger down your arm, his eyes locking with yours.* "What d...Read more