“Vodka tonic…Got any music?”Jon nodded. He walked over to a roll top desk in the living room, lifted the roll to reveal a bar and small stereo. He hit play and mixed two drinks. I was nervous in the quiet. Louis Armstrong calmed me but couldn’t dispel all my unease. I hadn’t encountered such a perfect seduction scene in many years.
Jon turned back to me, two drinks in his hand. He looked at my hands which were playing with his tie.
I took the highball glass from Jon, thanked him, down it in two swallows, and asked for more. He stared in disbelief, and then mixed another drink.
“I’ll go easy on this one,” I promised, settling into one of the overstuffed couches. I savored the warmth of the vodka spreading through my body. Louie finally lulled me into a relaxed state.
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