Marissa knew he point when he said that his hand was not what use to bite with and it would not kill her to take his hand. Part wanted of her wanted to say sarcastically “Yeah I knew that.” That would be pressing her luck. He had been nice even gentlemanly. Yet something told he could only push for far.<br/><br/>“Hey” Marissa gasped in surprised as he grab her hand off her hip. Melting a bit as he kissed her hand. It could not be helped. There was just something about this man that was undeniable. She smiled when he finally told her his name. It sounded Spanish or Italian. Marissa wasn’t sure which.  She smiled at him as he called her his Rose. Part of her wanted to his, the other wanted to bulk at him calling her his.<br/><br/>Marissa’s face paled as Ricardo told just what Dawn had plain for her. Yeah she knew that the woman had wanted to drain her blood and leave her for dead. But to hear out loud made it all the more real. Subconsciously she stepped closer to him. Ricardo had saved her from that death.<br/><br/>“What are these Honorable Inventions Mr. Ricardo Bertelli?” Marissa asked with rising of an eye brow. Her hand was still in his. She shivered at bit the night had turn nippy ”Perhaps you could explain them to me inside.”  She really didn't want to go back in the bar. Mostly because that woman Dawn was in there. Then again she wasn’t real kin on the idea of being along with Ricardo. Even if was she was drawn to him and was sexy as Hell.