The Meeting

This story will take place in a bar...
Valerie looks at her wine glass, her sparkly dress glimmering and shining against the glass. It rid up her thigh as she crossed her right leg over her left, looking out the window. Rain drops slid down the window, collecting more droplets as it went down. That night her previous lover had broke it off after she caught him cheating.
She sighed and took a sip from her red wine, her crimson lips staining the rim. That's when he came...

Gage sat down in the high top chair next to the woman in the sparkly black dress. He leaned against the table and looked at her, "A lady shouldn't drink by herself."