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Wow, that’s fancy you think to yourself. Hoping she’s willing to pay or you’re going to be having tap water all night.

Work is as painfully boring as usual with nothing interesting happening, you just wait until the end of the day looking forward to seeing what Claire is like.

You rush home and get ready as quickly as possibly making sure you look the part. Smart shirt, trousers and shoes, wanting to make a great first impression with this mysterious woman.

You arrive at the bar and ask for Claire before being pointed to a small table in the corner by the window. Despite the spectacular view overlooking the whole of London your gaze focuses on the figure with their back to you. A girl with red hair falling halfway down her back. Straight back and head forward, the poise of a woman who has confidence and power and knows she is stunning. What am I getting into you think to yourself.

As you make your way to the table she turns around and you take in the delicate features of her face, her high cheekbones and cat-like green eyes.

“Hi, you must be John” she says by way of introduction. You catch your breath unsure how to respond to this beauty in front of you.