I should have run the other way.
Paid my tab and gone back to my room.
But he was there.
And he was... everything. I figured what's the harm in letting passion rule my decisions for one night? So what if he looks like the Devil in a suit. I'd be leaving in the morning. Flying home, back to my pleasant but predictable life. I'd never see him again. Except I do.
In the last place I expected.
And now everything I've worked...