"Have a drink with me."
She stopped, turning back to look over at the tall man looking at her with a small smile tugging at his sensous lips, both his hands tucked casually in his pocket.
"No." She replied at once.
One of his eyebrows raised at her swift reply, he said, "You reject me so easily without giving me a chance . . ." walking forward towards her, he spoke in his rich baritone while she turned back around, away from him.
Reaching her, he bent down to whisper in her ears, " . . . is it beacuse you feel that i'll use this oppurtunity to," a small fleeting kiss, his lips ghosting over her pink ears, he breathed, "Misbehave?"
She jerked away, but still politely answered, "No. I never felt that way."
"No?"
He straightened, standing with his front to her back. Tilting his head to one side, he let his eyes linger on her figure, tracing the curves hidden by her long coat.
Eyes, barely disgusing his hunger, he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "But you should."
A jolt ran through her as she heard his reply.
A husky chuckle came from the man behind her. He reached out to place his hand over the door handle, coming a step closer at the same time. With his body almost touching hers, he shamelessly said,
"So . . . . Have a glass of wine with me."