With his arm around the girl's waist, Richard Pickford planned to take her to his private room. He had a deadly smirk on his face, a winning smile. He was very sure the man he had cut off had intended to get the girl he had been eyeing for over an hour.
However, thanks to his wit and charm, he managed to get to her first. "What's your name?" He asked.
"Paige," she replied, with a very beautiful smile.
He always liked them young and fresh. He could smell her youthfulness and smiled back.
"You can call me Richard," he stated and inquired what she had planned for the night.
"None, I was just passing time. Trying to finish off my summer break," she replied.
"Go and finish off your summer break somewhere safe!" A very pissed-off voice yelled from behind them.
Richard closed his eyes, pissed. The little bi**tch could not just leave him alone.
He turned and a little woman with short reddish-dark hair furiously gazed back at him.
