Love Again
He replies, and I smile at the stranger trying to encourage me.
"Yeah... I know that... Max. "I reply, looking into his eyes, and he holds my gaze and continues swaying gently, with his hands placed peacefully on my waist.
For once, I've spent more than two minutes with a man, without having dirty thoughts towards him. There are hints of it in my black mind, but not as much as it usually used to be.
I smile as I let my mind pay attention to the lyric of the song playing from the speakers.
Perfect, by Ed Sheeran soon begins to play, and an uproar of happy murmurs and excitement takes up the room.