"Sure."
The man's lips that were already turned up into a smirk stretched even broader. His silver eyes shone with desire as his gaze slowly fell on her neck. Sweat trickled down on her slender neck from all the excessive dancing, yet it only added allure to her bite-worthy neck.
The man could talk about her neck for hours while using all the praises he knew to describe it. But that wasn't the time for that.
He snapped his eyes up at her after he carefully observed her features and felt her curves with discretion. She was perfect, he thought. He stared straight into her limpid hazel eyes, watching her blink wearily. Just like him, she seemed to scan his face carefully.
