"Good evening, Ladies." Ian greeted as he approached the table.
Sara turned around, stifling a gasp as she was faced with the unexpected. 'Damn!' Sara thought as she eyed Ian's current state. His black coat and silk tie were gone. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone and slightly opened, revealing smooth tanned skin. She let her eyes travel down his body, stopping in surprise that his gloves were gone. Then her gaze landed on that marvelous ass of his she so openly admired before. Sara brazenly stared, her mouth wide opened.
From the corner of her eye, Sara caught Lee's knowing gesture that her mouth was still open and quickly shut it. Ian was different for lack of a better word. He seemed more relaxed then his usual self. An air of confidence lingered around him. Who would have thought? Ian Nottingham, poster boy for male sexuality.
Ian nervously stood there feeling Sara's eyes traveling up and down his body. Sweat began to trickle down his back. 'So far so good,' Ian thought as breathed in and out slowly. He glanced over to Jeni who in return winked back at him with a smile on her face. A clear sign that he was doing just fine and Sara was definitely paying attention, openly admiring his appearance. However, if she continued with her inspection and concentrated her attention towards his front side she would clearly see the effects she was having on him.
Ian wanted so much to turn his head and give his full attention but Lara's strict orders ran through his mind.
*Do not, I repeat, do NOT make eye contact with Sara. I don't care if the woman jumps on the table and starts stripping. Don't look!*
Ian took a deep breath, calming his nerves. Focusing his energy and attention on everyone else but Sara.
"Good evening, Mr. Nottingham. My name is Lee Woo." Lee stuck her hand out with ever intention to shake Ian's hand. Once again, Lara's voice ran though his mind.
*When greeting them instead of simple handshake. Do the Nottingham trademark and kiss their hand. With those golden eyes of yours, capture their attention. Without breaking eye contact take their hand in yours, slowly bringing it closer to your lips, and just before placing a kiss on the back of their hand, introduce yourself. Then flash that dashing smile of yours.*
Ian grabbed her hand into both of his. He raised it to his mouth and just before brushing his lips against the back of Lee's hand he said, "It is an honor to meet you Mrs. Woo. And by all means please call me, Ian." He kissed her hand and smiled.
It took a moment before Lee found her voice. "Please.. call me Lee. I must thank you again for our drinks. It was very kind of you, Ian."
"The knowledge that I had perhaps made things easier so that you Ladies can enjoy the evening is gratitude enough. Nevertheless, you are quite welcome. Though I must confess my actions were a bit selfish."
"Oh?"
"I rarely gain the opportunity to treat such lovely beauties. Therefore, when the chance arose I took it. I hope you don't think ill of my intentions." Ian eyebrows raised slightly, flashing Lee those sad puppy eyes.
"Are you trying to hit on me, Ian?" Lee amusingly grinned.
"I would do no such thing my lady. I am a man of honor. Though," Ian's shocked expression turned into a devilish grin, "You cannot really blame me for admiring another man's beautiful treasure, now can you?"
"You are quite the charmer aren't you, Ian?" He shrugged his shoulder, Lee's hand still held in his. "I only speak the truth, my lady." He brought hand back to his lips and kissed it. "Enjoy the rest of the evening and make sure you tell that husband of your just how lucky he really is in having you as his wife." Ian smiled once more before releasing her hand.
He moved around the table towards Vicki. Who immediately stuck her hand out as he neared closer. Ian took her offered hand in his. "Hello I'm Victoria Po. But you can call me." Vicki trailed off as she watched Ian placed a kiss on the back of her hand, his chocolate eyes gazing deeply into hers. "Anything you want." She finally finished. Ian's brows shot up, "Pardon me?" a smirk plastered across his face.
Vicki stuttered out of her stupor, "Uh.um.I mean you can call me.Vicki. Yes, please call me Vicki."
Ian raised his lips from her hand and smiled, "It is lovely to meet you Vicki." Ian continued, "I came to apologize for my behavior this evening. I did not mean to frighten you. Unfortunately, when dealing with that unpleasant gentleman I found no other way in handling the situation. So, I do hope you accept my apology." Ian pleaded with his eyes and from then on Vicki was lost.
Jeni, who had been standing on the opposite side of Vicki, cleared her throat trying to pull the woman out of her trance. When that didn't help Jeni subtly, nudge Vicki with her elbow.
"Huh?" was the woman's dreamy response. She blinked several times before realizing that Ian was waiting for an answer. "Oh yeah, hey don't worry about it. I've seen worse. Besides at least the asshole got his in the end, right?"
"Yes, I agree. He won't be bothering you again." Ian stated.
"But thank you, Ian. For coming to my rescue."
"It was a pleasure coming to the aid of beautiful damsel, my lady." Ian kissed her hand once again. He was about to let leave but Vicki held on to his hand, Ian looked at her questioningly. She quickly glanced at Jeni giving her a subtle look over to Sara. Jeni's brows furrowed wondering what the look meant. She followed her gaze and realized that Sara was getting a bit agitated. 'Oh this is gonna be good,' Jeni thought. She grinned back at the woman. Vicki's own words from earlier running through her mind.
.. Now that a couple of women show some interest, you get all upset..
"However, I feel that a thank you isn't good enough. I mean a," Vicki sighed knowing that she was going to enjoy every moment. 'Sara I do hope you're paying attention. And I pray to God that she doesn't kill me for it.' Vicki thought as she continued to speak. "A knight such as yourself should be given a more proper thank you for his chivalrous act."
"And what exactly does my lady have in mind?" Ian questioned, a bit apprehensive.
Vicki's grin grew wider and she breathlessly said, "A kiss."
"What!?" The three other women let out. Lee's response was in a bit of shock, Jeni was said in a humorous tone, but Sara's response was neither. Her reply came out in an exasperated snarl.
"Excuse me?" was Ian's startled response.
Sara turned around, stifling a gasp as she was faced with the unexpected. 'Damn!' Sara thought as she eyed Ian's current state. His black coat and silk tie were gone. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone and slightly opened, revealing smooth tanned skin. She let her eyes travel down his body, stopping in surprise that his gloves were gone. Then her gaze landed on that marvelous ass of his she so openly admired before. Sara brazenly stared, her mouth wide opened.
From the corner of her eye, Sara caught Lee's knowing gesture that her mouth was still open and quickly shut it. Ian was different for lack of a better word. He seemed more relaxed then his usual self. An air of confidence lingered around him. Who would have thought? Ian Nottingham, poster boy for male sexuality.
Ian nervously stood there feeling Sara's eyes traveling up and down his body. Sweat began to trickle down his back. 'So far so good,' Ian thought as breathed in and out slowly. He glanced over to Jeni who in return winked back at him with a smile on her face. A clear sign that he was doing just fine and Sara was definitely paying attention, openly admiring his appearance. However, if she continued with her inspection and concentrated her attention towards his front side she would clearly see the effects she was having on him.
Ian wanted so much to turn his head and give his full attention but Lara's strict orders ran through his mind.
*Do not, I repeat, do NOT make eye contact with Sara. I don't care if the woman jumps on the table and starts stripping. Don't look!*
Ian took a deep breath, calming his nerves. Focusing his energy and attention on everyone else but Sara.
"Good evening, Mr. Nottingham. My name is Lee Woo." Lee stuck her hand out with ever intention to shake Ian's hand. Once again, Lara's voice ran though his mind.
*When greeting them instead of simple handshake. Do the Nottingham trademark and kiss their hand. With those golden eyes of yours, capture their attention. Without breaking eye contact take their hand in yours, slowly bringing it closer to your lips, and just before placing a kiss on the back of their hand, introduce yourself. Then flash that dashing smile of yours.*
Ian grabbed her hand into both of his. He raised it to his mouth and just before brushing his lips against the back of Lee's hand he said, "It is an honor to meet you Mrs. Woo. And by all means please call me, Ian." He kissed her hand and smiled.
It took a moment before Lee found her voice. "Please.. call me Lee. I must thank you again for our drinks. It was very kind of you, Ian."
"The knowledge that I had perhaps made things easier so that you Ladies can enjoy the evening is gratitude enough. Nevertheless, you are quite welcome. Though I must confess my actions were a bit selfish."
"Oh?"
"I rarely gain the opportunity to treat such lovely beauties. Therefore, when the chance arose I took it. I hope you don't think ill of my intentions." Ian eyebrows raised slightly, flashing Lee those sad puppy eyes.
"Are you trying to hit on me, Ian?" Lee amusingly grinned.
"I would do no such thing my lady. I am a man of honor. Though," Ian's shocked expression turned into a devilish grin, "You cannot really blame me for admiring another man's beautiful treasure, now can you?"
"You are quite the charmer aren't you, Ian?" He shrugged his shoulder, Lee's hand still held in his. "I only speak the truth, my lady." He brought hand back to his lips and kissed it. "Enjoy the rest of the evening and make sure you tell that husband of your just how lucky he really is in having you as his wife." Ian smiled once more before releasing her hand.
He moved around the table towards Vicki. Who immediately stuck her hand out as he neared closer. Ian took her offered hand in his. "Hello I'm Victoria Po. But you can call me." Vicki trailed off as she watched Ian placed a kiss on the back of her hand, his chocolate eyes gazing deeply into hers. "Anything you want." She finally finished. Ian's brows shot up, "Pardon me?" a smirk plastered across his face.
Vicki stuttered out of her stupor, "Uh.um.I mean you can call me.Vicki. Yes, please call me Vicki."
Ian raised his lips from her hand and smiled, "It is lovely to meet you Vicki." Ian continued, "I came to apologize for my behavior this evening. I did not mean to frighten you. Unfortunately, when dealing with that unpleasant gentleman I found no other way in handling the situation. So, I do hope you accept my apology." Ian pleaded with his eyes and from then on Vicki was lost.
Jeni, who had been standing on the opposite side of Vicki, cleared her throat trying to pull the woman out of her trance. When that didn't help Jeni subtly, nudge Vicki with her elbow.
"Huh?" was the woman's dreamy response. She blinked several times before realizing that Ian was waiting for an answer. "Oh yeah, hey don't worry about it. I've seen worse. Besides at least the asshole got his in the end, right?"
"Yes, I agree. He won't be bothering you again." Ian stated.
"But thank you, Ian. For coming to my rescue."
"It was a pleasure coming to the aid of beautiful damsel, my lady." Ian kissed her hand once again. He was about to let leave but Vicki held on to his hand, Ian looked at her questioningly. She quickly glanced at Jeni giving her a subtle look over to Sara. Jeni's brows furrowed wondering what the look meant. She followed her gaze and realized that Sara was getting a bit agitated. 'Oh this is gonna be good,' Jeni thought. She grinned back at the woman. Vicki's own words from earlier running through her mind.
.. Now that a couple of women show some interest, you get all upset..
"However, I feel that a thank you isn't good enough. I mean a," Vicki sighed knowing that she was going to enjoy every moment. 'Sara I do hope you're paying attention. And I pray to God that she doesn't kill me for it.' Vicki thought as she continued to speak. "A knight such as yourself should be given a more proper thank you for his chivalrous act."
"And what exactly does my lady have in mind?" Ian questioned, a bit apprehensive.
Vicki's grin grew wider and she breathlessly said, "A kiss."
"What!?" The three other women let out. Lee's response was in a bit of shock, Jeni was said in a humorous tone, but Sara's response was neither. Her reply came out in an exasperated snarl.
"Excuse me?" was Ian's startled response.