He listened as she put in her drink order, though his attention was anything but focused at this point. He heard a lot of voices in the bar and they all sounded garbled, almost like echoes. He swatted at his ear at one point, like a mosquito was buzzing around him but it was just the voices getting to him. He snorted when Serafina teased him about getting rid of the beard. True, he usually liked to stay clean shaven, but with everything that happened, the last thing he'd cared about the past few weeks was hygiene so he'd let it grow out, totally out of habit for him. Still, he felt he should defend it. When he asked about what she was wearing under her clothes, she told him to guess, which he was all for. He tried to look as serious as he could, like this was a matter of serious importance. When he made his guess, she grinned before she told him he was right and moved aside her strap to show off her red bra strap. His eyes roamed over that newly uncovered flesh of her shoulder with an expert's touch before he bit on his bottom lip and looked away. Man, at this rate, he'd need to find someone to take home for the night. It must be the alcohol getting to him, making him horny. He gave a grin of victory before taking a hearty swig of his drink. Then she told him it was his turn and his brow lifted in challenge. She started making her guesses, before leaning toward commando and he chuckled. "I guess we're both good guessers then. I like as little as possible between me and my...conquests." He growled the last word in a low sultry voice. His eyes roamed around and suddenly they stopped and widened, a sharp sigh leaving his throat as he leaned back in his chair. "Speaking of....don't look now but Amy or Jessica or Vickie or whatever the hell her name is, is heading this way. God, she's so annoy-Hey, girl, what's up?" He cut himself off quickly and put his best charming smirk on display as the woman stopped by their table. She was wearing nothing more than a bandanna across her breasts and the shortest shorts he'd ever seen. Sure, she had a body to die for with that blonde hair and baby blue eyes, but her personality left a lot wanting. She was clingy and wanted something more, especially from someone with wealth behind their name. She wasn't down to be just a good lay but thought she could change him so she kept trying to come back for more. He had been avoiding her calls for weeks but it seemed she hadn't gotten the hint. Still, he didn't want to be rude...right? The alcohol made her fuzzy but really, he didn't feel that was a bad thing at this point. She scowled at Sera before giving him her best "fuck me" look. "Hey, Christian....what are you doing here?" She purred his name before aiming another scorching look at Sera with the question. The look in itself added on the words "with her." Christian took another big swig of his drink and waved it at the bartender. With the way this night was looking, he wanted to be good and trashed. ![]() |