I was about to skip her. The night had been full of dead matches, and she just looked like another one. But then she caught my eye and said “don’t you dare hit that button, I’ve had a good feeling about you all night.”
That line stopped me. I said “you haven’t even talked to me yet, how do you have a good feeling?” and she just shrugged and grinned. “I can tell.” It was cocky and charming and I couldn’t skip her after that.
Best decision I made all week. She turned out to be one of the fiery redheads who absolutely live up to the reputation, bold and playful and completely unapologetic. The whole session was electric.
She kept teasing me about almost skipping her, and honestly she was right to. I would have missed out on something genuinely great, and she never let me forget it, bringing it up every few minutes with a smug grin that I couldn’t even be annoyed about because she’d earned it completely. It made the whole session fun in a way I didn’t expect.
When she left she said “told you about that good feeling.” I told her she was right, and that I’d trust her instincts next time too. It’s one of those sessions that reminds you why you don’t give up.
















