"Hey darlin, didn't know you'd be here." I smiled at the familiar voice, we'd been friends for forever and he knew full well I was planning on being here. It's what he always said. I was standing at the bar, squeezed between two bar stools waiting for the bar tender's attention. I turned sideways so I could keep my eye on the bar tender and still talk to him. He looked as he always did, well fitted jeans and a loose button up rolled twice at both sleeves to show off his forearms. Dark hair slightly messy, blue eyes smiling even if the rest of him wasn't.
"Hi there yourself. How've you been?" He just shrugged, which was odd, he usually had a lot more to say. He liked to tell me about his work, what hearings he'd done that day, who he'd helped. Being a good lawyer was a point of pride. It was like the stamp of approval he'd always looked for. He moved in closer and reached around me to signal for the bar tenders attention. Suddenly his whole body was pressed up against my back. I'd hugged him hello sometimes after long vacations or something, but we'd never been particularly physical with each other. We were friends because of our wit and sarcasm, not because of an attraction or past fling. Except, feeling his whole body up against mine I was starting to change my views about the attraction.
"We're getting a bit cozy tonight, eh?" I tried to turn to see him, but he blacked my movement.
"You have no idea." He whispered in my ear.
Suddenly his hand dropped down below the bar and he began to run in across my belly. He slid my silk shirt along my flat stomach and then began to inch his way underneath the shirt, his fingertips just barely brushing against my skin.
