KELLY sat at the bar at the Metro Court. She crossed her legs, smooth bare skin stretched from her thighs to her Jimmy Choo heels.
She was drinking water, with lime. Better to keep a clear head for this seduction. The man she chose was one of the most eligible in the world, not just Port Charles. There were women who would ditch their homes and hubbies to shack up with him.
But Kelly had the inside track. She knew he was unattached, lonely, and not great at doing the loner thing. Though he liked to think he was.
When he stepped off the elevator, she gave him a sexy look, with just the right amount of mystery mixed with desire. Then her eyes skittered away. Leaving him wondering if he saw what he thought he saw.
"Dr. Lee. I hope this isn't about anything serious? No one I care about is hurt, are they?"
"No, nothing like that. Sit down. I ordered you a drink. I do believe this is your favorite?"
He lifted the glass. "How did you know?"
"I have my sources."
He took a sip. She fixed him with another flirty gaze.
"I hope I didn't disturb your schedule by asking you here," she started.
"Not at all."
She licked her lips, placed a hand on his thigh. "I need your help."
He looked down at her hand, then up into her eyes. "For what?"
"Spend Saturday night with me."
He swallowed. "With you?"
"Please."
"Doctor Lee-"
"Call me Kelly."
"Kelly, did my ex-wife send you here?"
She cut contact with him and moved away.
"No." She took a drink of water. "I want you to be my escort to the AIDS Charity Ball. Because I think you are the best looking man in this town, among other reasons. You intrigue me."
"That's very flattering coming from a woman like you."
"I didn't come here to flatter you." She dropped her voice, their eyes met. " I came here to make you mine. My date for the Ball. So, what do you say, Prince? Yes or no?"
Nikolas felt his heart speed up as her eyes worked down, then back up, his body.
He said, "Yes."
LAINEY waited in the foyer, feeling totally out of place. She fidgeted, shifting her weight from foot to foot.
When the man approached her she tried to smile but her nerves showed through her eyes.
What in the hell am I doing here? She questioned herself.
"Don't say anything." she held up a hand "Let me get this out and then you can tell me to get lost. Or not. Or...you could say yes. Alright here goes. I haven't been...since Justus...I haven't dated much. But now I want to. Need to. Try again. I was hoping you might be free Saturday?"
A moment passed. He finally said, "I'm going to the Charity Ball."
"And I suppose you have a date? Of course you do. Well, thanks anyway. I just thought it would be nice to spend an evening with a man I feel comfortable with already. But I understand that you're taken so-"
"Actually, I'm not."
"No?"
"Not in the slightest." He smiled "And I would love to accompany you to the Ball. Would a quarter after 7 be an okay time to pick you up?"
"Um, ..." she stared at him, slightly open mouthed. Did he just say yes? Her plan worked?
Butterflies floated though her stomach.
"Lainey? Is it a date?"
She smiled, nervously. "Yes, that sounds great."
"I look forward to it."
The door flew open. "Where is my good for nothing philandering money sucking spouse?" Tracy screamed "That low down thief Luke stole 20 million out of my Grand Cayman account."
Ned said, "Mother we have a guest. Can you dial it down before Dr. Winters is convinced we all are in need of her psychiatric services."
"Hello, Ms. Quatermaine."
Tracy fixed her with a withering stare. "It is Mrs. Spencer. And what are you doing here? Come to cart someone off?"
"Actually," Lainey said "I just asked your son to be my date to the Charity Ball. And he accepted."
Tracy looked back and forth between them. "Well, you're better than Lois, I suppose."