You didn't answer your own question btw.
My answer is my ex husband, 15 years ago in an Athens nightclub. Through the smoke and crowds I saw the most beautiful young man making his way across the floor with a glass (it was whisky). Thick black curly hair, slim athletic build, wonderful tan, good clothes. I immediately followed him. When he realized he stopped beside a pillar and shyly smiled at me.
I was transfixed by his incredible green eyes framed by insanely long black eyelashes. Then he said to me, in English, "are you following me?". I said "yeah, is that ok?". He said it was and suggested going upstairs to a quiter area and when his hand reached out I felt electricity never felt before or since.
After talking and drinking etc, he asked if I wanted to leave. We walked to a stunningly kept black Jag and he drove me to my flat. I invited him in and we barely made it through the door due to the electric desire. He looked even more beautiful when he fell asleep and even more beautiful than that when he woke up in the sunlight.