She hadn't seen his face in six months, outside of her own fantasies, dreams that she woke up from in a cold sweat, and occasionally checking him out on social media so she could remember his sharp jaw and deepset brown eyes. But there he was. As she walked across the room, she caught his eye in the crowd. Not one to hide her emotions well, he saw her startle and cover with a big, toothy smile as she turned away from him.
She was a social butterfly, but in the months since their last exchange that ended in such complete disaster, she never saw him once at any of the parties, shows, or fundraising events she attended multiple times per week. But suddenly he was staring at her. She felt confident and radiated sexual energy as she sashayed her hips and walked to refill her drink. She knew as soon as they locked eyes that their detente was going to end this evening.
She made her way to the back of the room. She felt his eyes on her as she passed by the group he was with. She cocked her head and motioned for him to follow her. He got up and met her near the bathroom. With one look, he hastily grabbed her arm and pulled her into the empty room.