--“Would you like to come to dinner?” – you said
--“Sure… what will you make?”
--“Pizza.”
--“Ok, I will bring some good white wine then.”
--“And I will also mix some cocktails!”
--“Cool, but do you know how to make any of them?” - I said smilingly
--“I know some, but for the others we can look up recipes online.”
--“Then I would also want to mix some!”
We put some disco music on while we were looking through the recipes and fixing us drinks
--“I love this song, let’s dance!”
--“I am not much of a dancer, I only know how to slow dance and my own style, sick stork style!”
--“I would love to see that style of yours!” – you laughed
--“ This beat is just right, let’s go, I am going to show you…”
We were dancing, eating and mixing our drinks and before you knew it we ended up slow dancing
--“ What are you thinking about?” – you asked
--“I am thinking about your naked shoulders.”
--“And?”
That night I had drunk the best Rusty Nail that I’ve ever tasted up to this day
