<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/Hot_football_guy.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Cam Wheeler<br/><strong>Location</strong>Baxter charity gala<br/><strong>Wearing </strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Cam_Party.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Charlotte , Carmella, Nate, Nick<br/><hr/><br/>Cam felt a rush of adrenaline as Charlotte's fingers brushed over his. Though no stranger to big parties and gatherings and definitely no stranger to having hot women fawning over him, he was still fairly new to the game and it took him a moment to register the slight tilt of her hand and what was expected of him. After a moment he raised her hand and with a slight lowering of his head placed a soft, gently kiss just above the webbing between her thumb and pointer finger. His lips burned with invisible heat as he took a second to savor the faint taste of her hand cream mixed with her natural flavor. He was not really sure what a woman was suppose to taste like, but he imagined Charlotte tasted better than most.<br/><br/>He was about to ask if she was from around here, when another gorgeous woman came over to introduce herself.<em>Jeez, they must grow hot women on tree here in New York,</em>he thought finding her Italian accent particularly alluring. Still holding on to Charlotte's hand he smiled at the other woman and introduced himself.<br/><br/>"Cameron Wheeler. A pleasure to meet you Carmella."<br/><br/>Cam could sense the animosity between the two women. Their silent threats were were not a quiet as they might have hoped. It left him feeling a bit caught in the middle. Both women were super hot with super model figures. And both were obviously used to getting what they wanted. There was also something else, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Maybe it was because he had been around it for most of his life. Competitiveness. He was saved by a ruggedly handsome guy with a British accent, who seemed to draw the Italian woman's attention away from him. A moment later an Asian dude came over greeting the Brit, whom he had obviously already met.<br/><br/>Realizing he had yet to let go of Charlotte's hand he favored her with a another smile  and let go. Extending the hand in greeting to the other guys he introduced himself. "Hey guys. Cam Wheeler. Nice to meet you both."<br/><br/>After a moment he turned back to the lovely Brunette. "I'd offer to buy you a drink, but since they are free..." He shrugged and smoothed the back of his head with his right hand. "So are you form New York?"