The one at the bar

I sat down near the tall guy and ordered a drink, secretly trying to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two men. The older guy was crude and fairly disgusting, and laughed at innapropriate moments during his stories. The cute one seemed to be genuinely uncomfortable around him so I decided to try and rescue him.

I made sure the pig saw me checking them out, at which point he leaned in and informed his companion. The cute guy turned around and blatantly sized me up from head to toe. A few moments passed as I sat dejected, thinking he had passed me over, when he finally waved goodbye to his friend and turned around.

"Hey, I'm Adam. What are you drinking?"

I laughed, relieved that I wasn't as repulsive as I sometimes let myself believe and began to flirt with him as he bought me drinks. Apparently he worked construction, and his older friend was his boss that he felt compelled to suck up towards.

Hours passed as we chatted, flirted, and drank. I slowed myself down at one point to regain composure, and contemplated whether I should be extremely forward and spell out my intentions, or continue and wait for him to make a move.