As he turned back around, he saw her. A beauty in that purple mid-thigh dress that clung to every curve just right. And the legs, the heels she was wearing made them look a mile long. Deliciously long to wrap around his waist.<br/><br/>He had to close his eyes to settle himself down. Can't give her that impression right off the bat.<br/><br/>She soon made her way across the street, those heels clicking over the pavement. She looked at him and gave him a one word greeting. He gave could only smile. Seemed she was as nervous as he was.<br/><br/>"Hello, Scarlet. How are you this fine evening?" He held out his elbow for her to take his arm so he could walk her to the black '68 Dodge Challenger.<br/><br/>Vishous always bitched at him for the car, saying it was too damn old and he was showing his age, but he liked it. Preferred it to his big Escalade.<br/><br/>He opened the door and held it for her. "I wanted to say as well, before I manage to make myself look stupid in my nervousness, you look amazing."