Sliding his arm around her waist, taking advantage of the story he's already been weaving to the ladies coming onto him. How can he not make it work to this advantage, after all?
It's all different than the last time he's been in the city, but he's quickly adjusting to the modern world and how things are done in this world. How could he help himself when it's so wild and wicked. Maybe that hasn't changed in New Orleans, but it's different now, and he likes it.
"Want me to see if I can get a plus one? Might upset bridesmaid number two though,' he teases her in that low voice, rubbing his hand along her waist. "Are you feeling okay?"
Because she's warmer than she'd been at the bar. He'd been just as close to her, or nearly so, and he knows she hadn't been that warm.
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It's all different than the last time he's been in the city, but he's quickly adjusting to the modern world and how things are done in this world. How could he help himself when it's so wild and wicked. Maybe that hasn't changed in New Orleans, but it's different now, and he likes it.
"Want me to see if I can get a plus one? Might upset bridesmaid number two though,' he teases her in that low voice, rubbing his hand along her waist. "Are you feeling okay?"
Because she's warmer than she'd been at the bar. He'd been just as close to her, or nearly so, and he knows she hadn't been that warm.