It was one of those moments in which all sense of reason had been lost. The feeling of his touch prevented her from hearing the reasons why she shouldn’t be doing what she felt she was just about to do. What was already in fact happening. As his mouth touched hers she kept negotiating with herself. One more kiss and then she would break away. His hand slid up her back to nestle itself behind her ear, brushing away strands of hair. She would stop it. She knew she would. In her mind the situation was merely fantasy, rather than reality. These things never happened to her. She was the good girl who people passed without acknowledgment. Yet in this moment everything seemed to have changed and she wasn’t ready to give that up. Even if it she knew it couldn’t lead to anything but trouble. Throughout their exchange he had done all the talking. Though their lips barely broke apart long enough for much conversation to take place. She felt that if she spoke it would make it all the more real. To say anything would mean she was fully aware of what she was doing and was willing to go down this path. Yet the lack of words didn’t make much difference. They leaned against the bar, beside each other. Not making eye contact for a moment but surveying the scene around them. The heaving, hot bodies packed together and moving to the music as if they were one organ, pulsating. The music and the heat and the tequila was creating a fog in her mind. It made her feel like she was dreaming. She hoped in some ways she was and yet she couldn’t bear for this moment to be lost. Turning to her, beer bottle in hand he looked into her eyes as though he were trying to figure out what she was thinking. She had never realised how easily her body could act without her permission. How easily it had gravitated to his, while her mind was telling her to step back. A look passed between them and before she had realised it they were leaving. Heading down the stairs, his fingers interlaced with hers as they fell out onto the cold sidewalk. Behind her she left her former self, the one who was overlooked, because now in this moment she realised she had finally been seen.