Five years earlier ….

Zoey and her friend Sarah walked in to a local bar in New York City, near to where they lived. They were both 17 but they still got in due to the fact that they looked 21, the outrageous flirting with the bouncers and their fake Ids. They walked over to the bar and ordered themselves some drinks. They sat there laughing together and scanning the room for hot guys.

"Ok two hot guys over there!" Sarah shouted above the music that was now in full swing. Zoey looked over to where her friend was pointing and saw two guys in leather jackets take a seat at a table. She was right, they were incredibly hot but they looked about 30.

"Are you kidding me? Sarah they're like old enough to be your dad!" Zoey exclaimed.

"So what? Come on, it's just a bit of fun!" Sarah pulled Zoey up off the stool and dragged her over to where the two men were sitting. It wasn't like Zoey was shy or anything, far from it, she just felt there was a line and flirting with someone old enough to be their dad was crossing it slightly, albeit the bouncers outside were probably older than her dad but that had a purpose, this didn't.

"Hey! Sorry if this embarrasses you but me and my friend were just talking and we both agree that you guys are really hot." She said nonchalantly. Unbelievable, Zoey thought. There was no way in hell was that going to get them anywhere. However she had been wrong before and she was wrong this time as the two guys started laughing and asked them to join them.

"You girls are pretty hot yourselves." The guy with the bum fluff around his face complimented them. Both girls giggled as they each pulled up a chair.

"What are your names? The clean-shaven guy asked.

"I'm Sarah and that's Zoey. Hey, you look really familiar, what's your name?" she asked the clean-shaven guy.

"Really? Well I'm Derek and that's Mark."

Two hours later …

The four of them were laughing and joking together like they had been friends for years. Zoey didn't know if it was because the guys were so easy going or because of the amount of alcohol they had all consumed but either way she didn't care. She was having the time of her life for the first time since her parents got divorced six months prior to that evening. Derek and Sarah had got up to dance leaving Mark and Zoey alone.

"So what is it you do again?" Zoey asked for the umpteenth time.

Mark laughed. He had told her 5 times already. "I'm a plastic surgeon – the best in my field, the top in the east coast."

"Wow, that's impressive, not to mention extremely modest of you." Zoey said smiling. He may have been old enough to be her dad but he definitely had a certain charm about him.

"Yep but it happens to be true." He said, flashing her this extremely sexy smile. She felt her knees go weak. She was so grateful they were sitting down. "So are you going to tell me how old you are or do I have to keep guessing?" he asked her.

"How old do you think I am?" she asked flirtatiously. There was no way she was going to tell him her actual age unless he guessed it. If he guessed correctly, it meant that he knew and wasn't bothered by it. If he guessed incorrectly then she would risk ruining what was turning in to a pretty unbelievable night.

"I'm going to go with 21 at least." He said, pulling her chair closer to his. "Now here's the million dollar question, how old do you think I am?"

Zoey bit her bottom lip. She could smell his cologne and it smelt amazing. "What do I get if I guess correctly?" She asked, rubbing her tongue over her top teeth. Mark stared at her mouth, at her tongue going over and over her pearly white teeth. Mark grinned. "I'll tell you what you get if you guess correctly."

Zoey looked at him up and down. He had taken his leather jacket off and she could see due to his short sleeves that he had pretty muscular muscles. She figured that he must have a muscular, toned body to match. "I'm going to have to check something first." She said as she got up and stood behind Mark's chair. She bent down and kissed him softly on his lips before whispering in his ear so no one else could hear, "Meet me outside." And walked off before he could say anything back to her. She had no idea where that came from but she loved having that confidence. Mark watched her walk over to her friend, staring at her ass the whole time. Who was that girl and why hadn't he met her before? Zoey walked over to where Sarah and Derek were still dancing and whispered to her that she was going outside and would text her if she wasn't coming back.

Mark waited a few minutes before he walked over to Derek and told him that he was going and not coming back. Derek assumed he was taking Zoey back to his apartment. He smirked at him before taking Sarah back to their table for a break. Mark went outside and saw Zoey standing there, looking gorgeous with straight auburn hair, a figure hugging black dress and green eyes that sparkled in the moonlight. He got a sudden lump in his throat and he felt his stomach do back flips. It was the first time he properly looked at her and he couldn't believe what he was looking at. If this is what love at first sight felt like then bring it on. Zoey approached him. "I was wondering when you were going to come out." She smiled. Mark grinned back and before either person could say another word, he grabbed her face and kissed her with all the passion he could master. He had only spent a couple of hours with this girl but she did something to him that no other girl did – she made him feel alive and free.

They pulled away after a couple of minutes, neither wanting to break the kiss. "I'm going to say you're about 30." Zoey teased.

Mark laughed at her statement. "You kissed a lot of 30 year olds then?"

"Not really but you seem like you've had a lot of experience and you're too hot to be any older than that." she said, kissing him briefly on the lips and then walking away. Mark stared after her amazed. Zoey looked back and said, "You coming or are you going to make me guess where you live?" Mark walked over to her and gave her the same sexy smile that made her go weak at the knees. "Just follow me." He said, taking her hand and walked her to where he parked his car. They got in and worked their way to Mark's apartment.