<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">She almost laughed when he changed the liquor from scotch to claret. There was no way she was going to be touching that; Zara preferred the type of drink that would bring tears to a man's eyes. But...this John certainly did not need to know that. She smiled and made sure to lower her eyes once more in gentle submission, her eyes running down his frame discretely at the same time as she lowered her gaze.<br/><br/>She hadn't missed the feel of the calloused fingers that had gripped hers, and she shivered in anticipation, the thought of having them skimming along her back...or inside of her...leaving her a bit breathless. She was so very thankful for this distraction; it would surely send all of her thoughts on Fiona and Atticus right out the window. And it would exhaust her to the point of the Teahouse possibly not seeing her again for the rest of the evening.<br/><br/>She took a step closer to the Colonel and placed her hand on his arm, squeezing it gently as her eyes raised up to stare into his. She tilted her head slightly as she asked softly, "Now then...Harry. Why don't we go to my room where it will be a bit more...private?" Turning slowly, Zara's hips swayed as she led the way towards the stairs, the black corset dress clinging to each curve of her body. As she walked, she turned her head to speak to her client, "I hope you don't mind if I take a few moments to slip into something more comfortable? I fear you caught me while I was taking a small break."<br/><br/>Her laughed trickled down the stairs as she rounded the corner and took Colonel Flashman down the hallway to her bedroom.<br/><br/>(Continued in Zara's room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=98328.msg4959129#msg4959129))</span>