Couldn’t resist the urge

Valerie's POV

The Simpsons restaurant and bar. Located northeast of the City, luxurious and a wonder to behold.

I stepped in. My jaw dropped, my eyes darted around quickly, taking note of the marvel before me. This was my first visit to the bar and I vowed to sightsee and check it out. Top-notch interior design,a sprawling display of premium drinks : wines, beers and ales and wonderful, warm and inviting lighting.

The aroma of fine wine filled the air, teasing my senses. Soft music floated above the hum of conversations from the customers , adding to the warmth that embraced me.

The bar was jam-packed, bustling with activities, every table occupied.

On the east wing of the bar,sat Ron, his gaze fixed on the content in his phone, his expression intense.A shiver ran down my spine as our gazes met. He beckoned me over.

I walked over and took a seat opposite him. As I sat, Ron's gaze didn't leave me,it seemed to bore into my soul. I fidgeted a bit,my palms growing sweaty. I looked aroun