Natalie blushed and took another sip of her drink. Even if the guy was just being nice, he was cheering her up.<br/><br/>"If he was gay, I think he'd be a bit less oblivious about all this."<br/><br/>She finished her Bailey's and ordered a glass of wine. She drank it a bit too fast, and she grew a bit tipsy. Not obviously, but enough to let her lean closer to him.<br/><br/>"But thank you. I guess you would make a better husband than him. At least then I'd get laid more than once a month."<br/><br/>Sighing, she took another sip of wine.<br/><br/>"I'm Natalie. It's nice to meet you, Andrew."<br/><br/>She took his hand and noticed how big, warm and even calloused it was. The hand of a man. Her own was small and soft in comparison, and the feeling sent a chill up her spine.