to work itself out. There was a sense of calmness in the entire place, and she enjoyed it. There was a couple in the corner, touching each other intimately, thinking they couldn’t be seen underneath the dim lights. Anastasia chuckled.
There was a clunk next to her and Anastasia turned her head to see that a handsome man had moved to the stool next to her at the bar. He was drinking whiskey, straight, and was wearing a smart suit. Damn, he looked good. Anastasia licked her lips as she looked him up and down. He had long legs, and a chiseled body, like a Greek god. His suit hung off his body well, outlining all of his assets.
The mysterious stranger lifted his glass to his lips as he moved his stool closer to hers. “Have we met?” His voice was deep, and sent tremors down her spine.
She was taken aback, for it seemed like he was hitting on her and if he was, then it would be the first time in ages. “I don’t think we have…” She smiled coyly as she traced the rim of her cup with a finely manicured finger. It was obvious that he liked what he saw, and she felt the same. It had been a while since she had felt that tingling in her stomach for a man.
“Christopher Myers.”
He stretched out a hand and she took it. “Anastasia Emmott.”
“Beautiful name. And beautiful blue eyes.”
Oh, he was a smooth one and she liked it. Anastasia smiled sweetly as she flipped her blond hair behind her shoulder and leaned onto her left shoulder, locking her eyes onto his dark black ones. She wasn’t going to lie, he looked like trouble but trouble always came with a little fun. And fun was exactly what she needed.
“Thanks… You’re not so bad-looking yourself.” She winked before turning back to her drink.
“So what’s a pretty lady like you doing all alone on a gorgeous night like this?” His smile was dazzling, showing all his pearly white teeth. She guessed that he was a businessman, or a lawyer. Whatever he was, it seemed to be a good profession.
Anastasia sipped her gin and tonic. “Just enjoying a drink before I head back to my apartment…” she murmured, tapping her nails on the bar.
“Well, I see you’re almost done with your drink, allow me to buy you another.”
Ah, yes, this Christopher Myers fellow was the perfect gentleman. Anastasia was quickly taken in by his bright smile and his charming words. Within the hour, they were both in his car, speeding back to his apartment. She knew it was a stupid move, and that she knew better than to go with a stranger but he was just so sexy and everything that came out of his mouth made her want to tear his shirt off and take him in her arms.
“We’re almost there…” He chuckled as he placed a hand on hers, which was resting on her leg. She turned her head and watched as he winked at her.
He pulled into a parking garage and wrapped an arm around her as they walked to the elevator. The doors slid open, and they stepped inside. The second the metal doors shut, Christopher pushed her against the wall and pressed his hot, eager lips to hers. He licked her lips with his tongue as her lips parted. Their tongues entwined as her eyes pressed firmly shut, feeling him move against her.
A moan escaped her lips as she felt something hard press against her body. “Someone’s excited.” She laughed throatily as he pulled away and sucked deeply on her neck, leaving a bright red mark. His free hand traveled up her leg and was reaching for the sensitive spot between her legs when… Ding!
They had reached their floor.
“Wait just a minute longer…” he whispered as he pulled away from her and she ran her hands through her hair, straightening it. The doors opened, and they stepped out onto a nice lush carpet. He smiled at her once before directing her towards a door a couple steps away. He pulled out a key and unlocked the door to his apartment. As soon as she walked in, she was engulfed by a