He pulled out a chair in front of her and sat down.  He grinned at her like a cat that just swallowed a mouse.  All white teeth and potent male, a smile meant to seduce.  Was he a regular flirt or the guy she was waiting for?

                    “Hi!  I’m looking for a girl named Erika.  Sort of like a blind date, you wouldn’t happen to be that girl, would you?”

                    Erika laughed in relief.  “Hi, I’m Erika Henderson.  How did you know?  And you are Rick?”

                    “Yes I’m Rick Stanley. I’m sorry I’m a few minutes late.  Traffic.   You are the only female matching your description and sitting alone too.  Can I get you something?”

                    “No, I’m fine.  So, tell me in what ways are you qualified and why I should take you with me this weekend?” Erika said in her most haughty and sassy tone of voice.  Direct and to the point, this was the new Erika speaking.  She would never have been so bold and direct nor as flirty in the past.  She leaned over to whisper that last part.  She also looked him directly in the eye and issued a silent challenge with a slight tilt of her chin, sort of like a, “dare to shock or surprise me if you can” kind of thing. 

                     And Rick complied and winked devilishly.  He leaned even closer and his cheek was an inch away from hers.  “I know how to please a woman and I have many talents.”  His breath was hot on her cheek sending a chill down her spine and the huskiness of his voice didn’t help either.  “I’ll tell you more in a bit.  Let’s go to a more comfortable place first.  Follow me, I know just the place.”  He rose and headed towards the door and held the door for her.  A gentleman, she thought.  Ah, nice.

                    They walked down a block and she asked, “So where are we going?”

                    “There’s this bar around the corner.  It’s called ‘Moonlight’s Way’. Ever heard of it?”

                     “Nope.”

                     “Ah, here we are.”  He opened the door for her again.  “Hey, Toby, I’m going to use the VIP lounge for a bit.  Let Marcy know not to disturb us please.  Thanks.”

                     Toby, the bartender with the tattoos on his muscular arms and the balled head, gave Rick an “Ok” and her a smile.  “Marcy is the hostess here; she’s that petite blond over there.”  

                     Rick led her to a nice quiet room with red velvety seats and small lights that lined the center of wall horizontally.  The room was dim and intimate, the booths against the wall adding to that intimacy.  He led her to a booth near the back.

                     Rick took her hand and brushed his lips on the back of it.  When he flipped it over and started doing the same to her palm the shivers returned. 

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