Chapter 3
Liz could feel Red's hot breath on the back of her neck. She knew he was waiting for her next move. Seeing if she would give in and let him take her upstairs. Liz knew that if he got her upstairs he would want to talk, but she wanted to keep him turned on. The best way would be to make him have to hold her. Liz decided she couldn't take off her dancing shoes just yet.
"If you want me to go upstairs with you then you have to promise me that we will dance up there." Liz said as she smiled up at Red behind her. "I'm not done yet."
Red's eyes were watching her like a hawk. "Fine. But first we have some things to talk about."
Liz shook her head. "No! I want to dance when we get up there or I'm staying right here." Liz pouted. The drinks clearly showing in her behavior.
Red reached out and took the drink out of her hand and placed it on the bar. Leaning down, he spoke roughly in her ear. "Fine. Let's go."
Red turned to guide Liz out of the bar, but before he could stop her, she grabbed the drink right back and took it with her. "I told you I'm not done." Liz repeated as she walked behind Red holding his hand in one hand and her drink in another.
Together they made their way to the elevator and waited patiently for the doors to open. Liz took this time to come up with a plan to get Red to talk about her past. She was thankful for the amount of drinks she had drank, because without them she didn't think she would have the courage to go through with it. She planned on teasing him and leaving him begging for more. Then she would strike with her questions and give into him a little more. If she had to admit, Red was sexy as hell so it shouldn't be that hard to get into it. She just needed to make sure she remained in control of the situation. If he didn't give her the answers, then she needed to make sure she stopped or the plan was useless.
Liz was pulled out of her deep thoughts by Red tugging at her hand guiding her into the elevator. When the doors closed shut, it was just the two of them on the long journey up to the 27th floor penthouse suite. The sudden takeoff of the elevator made Liz swoon and Red put his arm around her shoulders to pull her close.
"Easy. You've had to much to drink." Red said as he looked down at Liz. "Lean into me."
Liz did as he asked and started to bring her drink yet again up to her lips. All of a sudden Red reached down and grabbed the drink out of her hand. "Darling , that's enough."
Liz tried to grab the drink out of Red's hand, so he raised it up over his head and out of her reach. Liz then turned in his arms and faced him. Standing up on tippy toes, she reached up but soon lost her balance and fell into his open arms.
"Oops." Liz started to laugh.
Red looked down at Liz and shook his head. Grabbing her by the waist he pulled her in close and held on tight. "I don't think this is funny. Now put your arms around my neck and hold on."
The elevator door slid open and Red guided her into the luscious living room. Sitting the drink on one end table he walked Liz over to the sofa and sat her down. "Sit here and I'll be back in a minute."
With that, Red walked into the kitchen and turned on the faucet , filling a glass half full of water. He then walked back into the living room and sat down next to Liz,putting the glass on the coffee table. "If you want something to sip on, then drink this. No more alcohol Lizzie." Red demanded.
Liz shook her head in acknowledgement. She realized that she needed to cool it with the drinking or she would be passed out before she could even ask any questions. She felt tipsy in a good way. She had drank enough so that she felt relaxed and bold, which is what she needed for what she had in store for tonight. Red didn't have a clue what was coming and Liz smiled at the thought.
