Lance smiled at the creature now hovering inches away from him. He could feel Zach’s eyes burning into his body and hers. The way he simply accepted this spoke either of a puny backbone or some public voyeur fetish. Lace didn’t care what it was as long as he got his fun. He pulled the straw away and placed I back on the bar. “Like I said, ladies first. Besides…-“ He told her with a lustful hint in his eyes. “-.. Zach doesn’t mind watching, now does he?” He glanced at the man on the side, grin widening. He was stealing his wife away from him right underneath his nose.