The Bartender (MXM)
The man put his now empty bottle down, eyes catching mine. He must have felt my stare. Probably had my mouth open as his eyebrows went up, his face a question mark. I had to do something, quickly, before I slipped back to my normal shy mode, before he turned and realized he could have anyone else in the room, before he noticed I most certainly wasn't the only person ogling him.