He stalked across the bar to the rosette haired girl, until he was right behind her. He could feel her tense but relax, she turned to face him. A fake smile that could even compete with his, he stared at her. She was breathtakingly beautiful. A short black dress showed off her curves, black stilettos connected to soft creamy white legs, perfect. He held out his hand, she took it; they walked to the middle of the bar. Lights beaming, music booming, the stench alcohol and smoke heavy in the air. They moved with the simple beat of the music. His tanned skin glistened under the strobe lights, his blonde hair standing out in the dim bar. How long has it been since the day? Since the day their lives were changed, since the day he left.
They strode out of the bar leaving the sweaty club into the fresh crisp winter air. She shivered he draped his jacket around her shoulders, she smiled.
They enter the threshold, tongues battling in a heated fight. Clothes are torn off. Tears pricking their eyes. They made it to the bed. Their eyes meet sapphire to emerald green.
"Make me forget" She whispers.