Nervously

You try your hardest not to let your anxieties take hold but my god this girl is beautiful. Your eyes dance along her lithe form, a sleeved gold sequin mini dress clings to every inch of it. Fair sized breasts, a slim waist and long shapely legs. How the hell is this girl your first match?!

You look up from her hand to make eye contact once more and she pouts a little and cocks her head to the side. The it dawns on you, you've been gawping at her for a good half a minute.

Lucy rolls her eyes and then leans in to peck you on the cheek with a giggle.

“I’ll take your stunned silence as a compliment John, come on we’ve got a booth over here”

She says playfully, gripping your hand gently before leading you to your table.

You let out a heavy sigh and attempt to swallow your nerves.

“Sorry Lucy, i’ll be honest you did catch me off guard. That dress looks stunning on you”

Lucy locks eyes with you and grins, her eyes emerald green eyes seem to sparkle.

“Your first matcher Date can be stressful, you just need to relax John”

You just need to relax John

Lucy’s words seem to ring in your ears, drowning out the noisy pub as you feel your worries melt away, two more drinks appear on your table from seemingly nowhere, distracting you from those beautiful emeralds.

You take a deep breath and look down at the two cocktails, the glasses embossed with the Matcher Logo. She picks up her drink and smiles at you.

“Everything is covered tonight hun, don’t worry about paying” She coos, placing her free hand on yours.

You pick up your cocktail and take a sip. Much like the shot before it, as soon as the drink hits your tongue the **** seems to crash straight into your brain causing a light buzz.

You don't know if this is a good idea, but as you glance up to Lucy she gives you a questioning look.