“Dirty tease,” she thought aloud giving him the dirty eye and laughing all at the same time. She chewed her lip for a moment after that making a point to take a few sips on her drink. Which secret should she give him. If they were going to play this secrets game then, she owed him one. The question was innocent or completely and utterly inappropriate secret. She leaned forward to say something that only he would be able to hear, she lived dangerously, “I’m not wearing knickers.” She leaned back into her own personal space and took another sip of her drink as if she’d said nothing at all after she uttered the words. This was fun.