Our eyes met from across the bar. He smiled. I smiled back. He sat his drink down on the bar and got to his feet and crossed the room with a quick, confident stride, giving me insight into what sort of man he really was: he was a man that knew what he wanted.
As he arrived at my table, I gave him another smile, tucking my hair behind my ear. His piercing blue eyes looked into mine, a confident grin playing across his lips. "Tully's, where the TVs drown you out," he said alluringly.