“You were telling me about your talents?”

                    “Yes, I’m very talented with my hands.” He grinned and lounged back against the booth lazily like a cat.  Erika didn’t know why he reminded her of a cat.  Maybe it’s the way he’s so comfortable in his own skin and so content with life.   It showed in his smile, eyes and the ease in which he carried himself.  That must be a nice feeling, being so satisfied in life.  “But women are more impressed with my tongue.”

                     “Hmm, I see.”  She blushed a shade pinker.  He is very direct and to the point.  “Maybe we should get to know each other a little first.  You know, tell me about yourself.”

                      “Shy?  You’re not scared of me, are you?  You were looking for wild and that’s what I promise to deliver.  Don’t back out on me now.   Not after I’ve seen how beautiful you are. ”   He gave her a sad puppy look and attempted to look hurt and injured.  He had her hand clutched against his heart.

                       She smiled, somehow doubting that he would have any trouble finding beautiful ladies to occupy him.  He was a natural charmer and probably a ladies’ man.  I shouldn’t care, Erika told herself.  I want to stop analyzing everything and just have fun.

                       “Nope, not scared at all.  I can handle you.”

                       “Really?  We’ll have to see about that.  Let me go get you a drink.  I’ll be right back.”  Erika watched him disappear and return within a few minutes with two glasses and champagne.   He poured her one and one for himself.  “Let’s have a toast to a fun-filled weekend.”

                        “But I didn’t say I’d picked you.”

                         “You will.”

                         “Cocky, aren’t you?”

                         “No, not cocky.  Just confident.”

                         Rick slid closer to her on the velvety booth and placed both hands on the wall on each side of her face.  He looked powerful, like a man in charge who knew what he wanted.  Erika stared at him and saw the desire in his eyes.  He was searching for something in her eyes.  She wasn’t sure if he found what he was looking for.  She only saw his mouth descend upon hers and lost all train of thought when his lips touched hers.  He slowly nibbled and tasted her lips before delving deeper into her mouth.  He explored thoroughly and then abruptly pulled away a few inches to stare into her eyes again.  She wanted nothing more than for him to continue kissing her.

                         “Like that?  That’s just a sample, a taste of what I could offer.”  There was that cat-like grin again.  He was the cat and she felt very much like the mouse.  He’s toying with me.  Maybe I’m in way over my head.  I had thought that I’d be the one in control of the situation here but I was wrong.  He’s right but that doesn’t mean I should say so.

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