Nodding toward the waitresses, the bartender had a smug look on his face.
The waitress behind him whispered into his ears, "Would you like a taste of me?"
'How bold, nice.' Hisha had a wicked grin masked by a shadow cast over him from his hood.
[Say yes!]
Hisha had to stifle a laugh at how excited his system was for him to get laid.
Raising a brow to the offer, he shook his head, "I can guarantee you can't keep up."
The waitress behind him took his words as a challenge and wanted to touch him to gauge his reaction afterward.
Grabbing her by the wrist, Hisha's green eyes glinted with a warning. As much as he would have given in to the offer, he had gotten into the tavern for a good drink and a nice meal to relieve his hunger.
His stomach still growls at the lack of food. 'There is no way I would engage if I don't have my stomach stuffed before I'm spotted.'
Fluctuating loading ellipses from HTC processing what he had said could be seen in front of him.
