Brooke had essentially laid all of her cards out on the table. She knew that it was a risk to be as bold as she had been, however being a woman of her age, she knew that the time for game playing had ended. She knew what it was that she wanted by this point in the evening, and hoped that she had been reading Parker’s signals correctly all the while. Otherwise, her boldness was about to become embarrassment.<br/><br/>Yet, when he stood from the table and walked over to join her at the counter, Brooke couldn’t help letting her hungry eyes drift downward to gain an appreciative gaze at his well endowed bulge, which was certainly noticeable. Then, she had to wonder what it was that Parker was thinking about, to stir up such a response. When he drew close enough, Brooke forcefully peeled her gaze away from Parker’s package, in favor of eye contact. She didn’t want to be rude to her guest, after all.<br/><br/>He continued to guide himself closer and closer until there was barely any space between them to speak of. Then, he posed his question, which was even more suggestive than her flirtatious banter had been. She licked her lips in anticipation for the kiss that she was anticipating. He confessed to not wanting to wait any longer, his stare falling down to her lips. “I can think of one… for you.” She whispered back in a heated tone. Just as his hand reached for her waist, she leaned in even closer and let her lips graze against his for a moment, just before sinking against him completely.