<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100499.msg4403354#msg4403354">Quote from: lollipop on 21-03-2011, 20:51:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i674.photobucket.com/albums/vv110/jelly_beanjlw/8143crop.jpg)<br/><br/><em>I don't think your a fool, I just wasn't expecting company. </em><br/><br/>Nicole stopped and turned, grinning a bit. It was always a good thing to be chased by a guy, even one in a bathrobe. It did wonderful things for a woman’s ego. Even though Sam would tell her that her ego didn’t need any help. <br/><br/><em>Sorry if I frightened you, but can I make it up to you?</em><br/><br/>She laughed then. <br/><br/>“I wasn’t frightened, Zack. Not in the least.”<br/><br/>He was blushing, which in it’s own right was charming. Much more than his dumbfounded reaction at the door. Charming was a quality that fueled her curiosity even more. Enough that she turned and began to make her way towards him, back in the direction of the house. <br/><br/><em>Would you like to come inside for a drink? It's not everyday a man gets a surprised visit from an angel.</em><br/><br/>“I’m no angel, you can bet on that one.”<br/><br/>She shook her head, laughing. <br/><br/>Turning to him and letting her voice drop to a more seductive level, she rubbed her thumb across his chin. <br/><br/>“And I’m not here for a drink. But if you’re asking me in, I suppose we could discuss what I’m really here for.”<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>“And I’m not here for a drink. But if you’re asking me in, I suppose we could discuss what I’m really here for.”<br/><br/>Zach smiled openly. He was glad that he hadn't scared her away, he had done that to far too many women but was glad to know his efforts were fruitful. He gestured back towards the house and started walking next to her to the door.<br/><br/>Sure, I love discussions. I'm sure we can talk over business, come on in.<br/><br/>He walked next to her to the door, which was still partially open, but he pushed it the rest of the way holding the door open for her. He was nervous, and he hoped it didn't show too much, but regardless he continued trying to keep high spirits. Maybe this would go better than he had anticipated, you never knew.<br/><br/>As they entered the home he flipped a switch on the wall to make the halogen lights slowly start to glow and give the room a warm glow. The sun was almost finished setting and the room had been growing dark. He closed the door behind him and led her to the spacious living room.<br/><br/>So, ahh... what do I owe the pleasure? ...of your company I mean.<br/>He wasn't quite sure to sit, or to stand, or to offer her a seat, as he stood in the room near the couch forgetting to make eye contact as he spoke.