He swallowed thickly at the red.
Her fire engine red lips curled into a sultry smile as she leaned against the bar, smiling up at a man behind her.
She was wearing black-which made her red lips stand out against her pale skin. Her blond hair like a silk curtain around her face.
He swallowed deeply, gripping the lounge chair he was sitting in.
Her honey brown eyes, danced across the room as his skin felt like it was on fire.
Her eyes landed on him. Her beautiful red lips disappearing into a tight frown.
His heart stopped.
After three long, painful thumps, her red lips returned, smiling again. But in his direction. And different than before.
Her pink tongue darted out, licking those damned, beautiful, lips.
He swallowed thickly as she rose, sauntering over to him.
She stopped inches from him, holding out her delicate hand. But all he could stare at was her lips as she spoke softly. Almost inaudible.
"Would you care to dance?"
Shaking slightly, he nodded, trying to breathe evenly as he took her hand. He wanted to hold her close, but he held her back just far enough to be appropriate.
Until she pressed close to him-those red lips at his ear. "Let's get out of here."
He gripped her hand tightly, palms sweating. He nodded, his cheek brushing hers before she led him out of the bar, swaying her hips hypnotically.