I noticed the dress first. It was a simple shape, off-white with bold, coloured highlights. The woman wearing it looked stunning - and that was before she turned and caught me staring. Her eyes flicked past mine as she scanned the room but quickly returned to me - so I could see them dilate with each moment hers glared back. I didn't think I was really one for green eyes but I was captivated by hers.
She looked away, distracted by the conversation of her friend - I glanced across at the companion, but she had not seen me looking. I was eager to catch her beautiful eyes again and whilst she feigned looking around the room, my captor gave herself away as her eyes jumped too quickly to my own. I could not help but break into a broad grin - and her right eye glinted at me, before she returned to her animated friend.
I'm rarely confident with women - I never know how to introduce myself without it sounding either like a formal business meeting or an invitation to bed: it's not usually intended as either extreme though I have had a handful of misinterpretations. The bruise from the last one had faded only a few days earlier...
My momentary lapse in concentration over, I realised I was still staring - and she was now trying hard not to stare right back. Her eyes switched between her friend and me - and each time I caught them the light was brighter, two emeralds sparkling at me, talking to me. I wasn't sure what her eyes were saying - but they weren't asking me to leave her alone. I was confident that any rebuffal I was about to get would be polite - or at least, non-violent.
They both turned to see who had interrupted them - and those eyes blazed to me, joined quickly by a barely suppressed grin; her friend was less happy.
"I just wanted to tell you that you look fabulous in that dress - and your amazing eyes are dazzling. If you're interested in telling me what makes them sparkle like that, I'd love to know."
I handed her a bit of paper with my number hastily scribbled and began to walk towards the exit. "Call me. Please." I added, already out of the door - but not so quick that I didn't notice she looked more than a little impressed - and her friend alternated a dropped jaw stare between my green-eyed goddess and me.
I swaggered down the stairs, a grin permanent on my face and no sooner had the sounds of the street filled my head, I felt a buzzing in my jacket pocket. Reaching in for my phone, I was surprised to see a message arrive already. I didn't recognise the number, but I was looking forward to adding it to the top of my address book.
"They sparkle when I c something I like" was all it said.
Looking for reassurance, I replied instantly:
"They sparkled lots when u saw me looking at u"
It buzzed again almost immediately. I wondered if her swift fingers would be as magical on me. Just one word this time:
I looked up at the balcony, wondering if she was watching me from above - I couldn't see her.
"What happens when u c what u want?" I teased.
"Other things sparkle" she replied mysteriously.
"What things?!" I questioned.
She must have thought about whether to send me her reply - I had to wait a minute or so for the three words:
"I get wet"
My grin disappeared. I turned back into the bar and jumped up three steps at a time. My head moved impossibly fast scanning the room for her eyes but she had already found me - arresting my eyes with her own, leaning against a pillar a few feet away. I got to her a second after her friend returned with a couple of drinks. I looked into those brilliant eyes, glanced across to her friend and grabbed one of the glasses, throwing its burning contents down my throat. I handed the glass back and with the electricity crackling between our eyes, I kissed her.
Her pupils were so big I could hardly see the glistening malachite - but then her eyelids closed, and as her tongue wrapped itself around mine, she moaned softly into my mouth. Her friend hissed into her ear.
"Haze! What are you doing?!"
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