<strong>~ Michael ~</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i133.photobucket.com/albums/q61/mrgerty/verastegui.jpg)</div>Michael took Christina's hand firmly but gently and shook, letting go promptly as she pulled her hand free to smooth down her dress. He followed Christina's gaze as she looked first to Stacey as she went exploring the beautiful place. Then he saw Adel rush past, seemingly a bit perturbed and embarrassed by the bright red cheeks. He smiled and arched his brows at Christina as he looked back at her with those big, deep blue eyes. "Busy place you have here, huh?" He commented lightheartedly.<br/><br/>He bowed his head graciously at her invitation. "Thank you, ma'am. I appreciate such kind words." Waving his hands at Christina, brushing off her apologetic explanation of Amelia's whereabouts, he shrugged and chuckled softly. "I'm quite sure she has her hands full with all the guests you have running around." Little did he know how true those words were. "Mr. Corvus has been a busy man lately and... well to be honest I haven't seen much of him myself, other than our random run-ins at the gym where we both work out."<br/><br/>He followed her direction and moved in towards the living room, shaking his head to both Christina and Marry. "Thank you, no. I don't drink coffee, actually. I have my water though, so all is well. Though I'd gladly sit with you for a bit while you enjoy your coffee. I'm done with my run for the day. It was getting too hot and dangerous to be running right now anyway." He explained as he moved into the cozy living room, taking a seat on the edge of the comfortable, clean, white sofa, careful not to lean his sweaty back against the expensive looking furniture. "So, I couldn't help but notice she called you Miss Christina. You seem like someone who's in charge. You must manage this place for Ms. Casey? Corvus has told me just bits and pieces, mostly having to do with Amel... I mean, Ms. Casey. He seems quite smitten with her, if you ask me. Of course, if you know Corvus, you'll know he seems quite smitten with a lot of lovely women." He joked playfully about his friend before taking a long pull from his bottle of ice cold water and wiping his mouth with a dry section his white muscle shirt draped over his shoulder.<br/><br/>