Either way, looking across the table at Andrew, taking in his chiseled features and decided, what the hell? I leaned across the table and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Looks like you're all man to me." I flirted, holding his bright blue gaze with my own. His cheeks flushed, but his grin totally switched over to a cocky smirk, and I knew that the seed had been planted. Who cares how old he thought I was? I would never see him again after tonight.
"So what's your story?" He switched gears. "No boyfriend at home that you left behind tonight?" He asked as he sipped at his coffee.
My eyes tracked the movement of his lips and throat, enthralled with the flirty shift this conversation had taken. It had been so long since I could just have fun with a guy.
"No boyfriend." I told him.
"Go
