Fae was engrossed in her book. It had everything she loved. Drama, mystery and of course, passion. Fae loved to read wherever she was and often found time had passed without her realising. She had sipped her drink sparingly with the turn of each page, she'd found it rather sweet but that was never a bad thing in her opinion, she had quite the sweet tooth. She checked her watch and slipped her book away for a moment. She wanted to delve into the next chapter but she knew if she spent too much time reading, she would be no fun for her friends, she would be too busy wondering what would happen next for the imperfect antagonist. The female lead had her hands full with him that was for certain, but it was such a compelling story and such a whirlwind of emotions! Fae nearly pulled her book out again, thinking 'just one more chapter', but she knew she had to leave her fantasy world behind for a moment so she could be a part of what was happening all around her. People, lots of people filled this establishment and she could quite easily pass her time figuring out their lives, or at least forming fun scenarios on how people knew one another.

Fae drank her drink a lot quicker while she was people watching but before she could even finish it another arrived. She looked from the drink to the bartender who served it to her and a brief conversation was had. Fae looked beyond the bartender, finding the man that matched the description that bartender had given her. She thanked the man with a smile and looked more carefully to the gentleman that had sent the drink. She smiled to him too, her hands becoming clammy as she realised she recognised the man. Her heart skipped a beat or two as her breath was taken away. Was that? Could that have been? Surely not. Fae looked away, a visible blush across her cheeks. The brunette felt as though her cheeks were on fire. She couldn't remember how long it had been. She couldn't believe that she recognised him. He hadn't changed, not that she could tell. He was handsome, so very, very handsome and she had dreamt of him. He probably didn't even recognise her but she recognised him. She'd seen his face in her dreams every night for at least a week after her one and only encounter with him. Was this for real? Was she dreaming again after all this time?

Fae didn't know what to do. She just sat still. Fae took hold of her hands for a moment, they were trembling as she remembered that night. Her heart seemed to be beating faster and she wasn't sure what to do. Did she dare approach him? Would he approach her? Perhaps he did recognise her. She recognised him and it had been at least four years, if not more since that dull yet life changing Valentine's night. It had been her best Valentine's to date. Fae had always thought of herself as foolish for believing in love at first sight and yet here he was again, stirring those feelings inside of her. He was an entirely unknown stranger to her yet she had a complete and utter physical attraction she had never felt towards anyone in her life. Blue-green eyes with a warming splash of hazel brown, softly spoken Russian accent and that kindly smile. She had to talk to him, make sure it was the one from that windy Valentine's day that had nearly knocked her off her feet and yet, she couldn't move, she could only look at her drink but sh had to move. He'd made the first move and she desperately wanted to make the second. Should she dare? She had no idea what to do. She'd never been thrown into such a situation before.

Her left leg twitched as she willed it to move and then she stood up. Fae placed her bag over her shoulder and picked up her drink, deciding to sacrifice the table she'd saved for herself and her friends in order to talk to a guy that she had a feeling was the love of her life. A ridiculous and unfounded thought that she'd not ever been able to shake. It was ridiculous yet she had to know if it was him, if it had been him in London those years ago that had wished her a happy Valentine's day on the night she'd had one of the worst blind dates of her life.

Fae made her way across the bar to where the generous man was sitting. He was the man she'd met, she just knew it in her heart. This evening was certainly one full of surprises and hope. Such high hope that in the back of her mind she expected them to be dashed, for this man to be just another or for him to have just felt sorry for her. What if the drink had come to the wrong person and had not been meant for her? Well Fae was certain it was for her, it was the same as she'd had before. "Hello." She said with a smile, her lips twitching ever so slightly with nerves. She felt as though she was completely aware of everything her body was doing and she was sure she seemed stiff as a board. "I'm Fae. I thought I would thank you for the drink, so thank you." Fae had no idea what else to say, what else to do. She'd never been in this situation before. She'd handed out drinks for others but never received any like this. It was a whole new experience and she felt as though she was handling it in a completely average way. She felt as though she should have been at least a little more confident, if not a little flirty, but it just wasn't in her nature these days.