A date with danger
Sipping my drink, I flashed a smile at the good-looking man sitting opposite me in the pub.
‘Hi, I’m Craig,’ he said with a grin.
It was August 2016, and, that night, a mutual friend had introduced us.
She’d told me all about him and he seemed like a nice guy.
Craig was handsome and charming. Chatty, but not arrogant.
After a couple more dates, I started to get feelings for Craig.
So when he pulled me aside for a kiss after we’d been out for drinks one evening, I was thrilled.
‘Spend the
