The jazz trio onstage swayed with the rhythm, the saxophone crooning a soulful melody that seemed to weave through the dimly lit room.
Silas couldn't take his eyes off the woman near the stage. Something about her struck him as... magnetic.
She wasn't just beautiful, there was this air of mystery about her, a quiet intensity that made her stand out even among the club's eclectic patrons.
As if sensing his lingering gaze, she glanced his way again, her lips curling into a faint, knowing smile.
It wasn't flirtatious. It was more like she had caught him in a game he hadn't realized he was playing. Silas smirked to himself, as he shook his head at his own thoughts.
