Nikki's wry smile lingered upon her husband as she rose slowly, sipping that drink with a quiet slurp as the music quieted just a little around them.  The transition of songs wasn't even that quiet to begin with -- As there was quite a crowd in the joint that night.  Still, she let loose a flustered sigh of relief, teasing away the beginnings of a couple beads of sweat on her brow before Chris made that generous offer.<br/><br/><em>"<strong>More</strong> drinks?  You're gonna offer me more alcohol?"</em>The woman's tone was absolutely baffled, yet the delighted smile that curled her luscious lips was plenty genuine.  Feigned confusion cast aside, she slowly twisted herself around in the younger man's arms, lifting her own to latch her forearms around his neck.  At this proximity, they were close enough that he could smell her perfume in a whole new way; as well as the faint and fruity taste of alcohol on her breath.  Her newest drink discarded and carried away with her husband, she leaned in, lips veering dangerously close to his earlobe without actually brushing.  Regardless, her words were warm wisps of moisture upon his stubble-etched skin.<br/><br/><em>"See?  That wasn't so bad.  Was it?  He's a fun guy.  And now you're gettin' a drink..."</em>In spite of it all, there was something sultry in her intimately smoldered words.  Was there a hint of mischief to her tone?  With all that was going on, it might've been difficult to tell.  What was clear, however, was that her body continued to drift in, guided by those arms wrapped around his sturdy neck.