A guy hits on her

She had barely sat at the bar for five minutes before a man sat beside and offered her a drink.

“I insist,” he said, when she initially declined. “Don’t worry, I can afford it. No trouble for me and a free drink for you! Although if you wanna chat, I’m down with that. It’d be a crime to let a pretty girl like you sit and drink by herself.”

She looked at him, dressed business casual, but with small signs that he had cash to spend. Groomed hair and beard, good quality clothes and that cocky smile as he looked sideways at her, a glass of whisky in his hand. She knew his type, confident and eager. Back when she was single this would be an easy hook-up, if she wanted a good fucking. Some of the confident guys had skills, others… not so much. But she had to admit that confidence and that slightly dominant attitude was a turn-on for her, at least in the bedroom. So long as he wasn’t a possessive type, she was in for a good time. She idly wondered if he had a toned body under that shirt...

She looked away. What was she thinking? {if Love = True}She loved Ashton! What was wrong with her!? She shook her head, feeling guilty for even looking at a guy like that.{endif}{if Denial = True}Was she… Considering sleeping with that guy? ‘It’s because it’s been a while,’ she thought to herself. “I’m just on edge, that’s all. I’m not actually going to do it”{endif}{if Manipulation = True}Was she considering hooking up this guy? Sleeping behind Ashton’s back was one thing, but cheating blatantly before a date was such a stupid way to get caught! And yet… She confessed to still being tempted. Ashton was so damn meek sometimes!{endif}

She looked at him again, while weighing her options.