Seth was just about to shut her eyes and prepared to return her kiss when her lips just passed by his to whisper that he wasn't even close. His eyes shot open just in time to see her grin and walk away her outfit shimmering under the lights. He let out a little growl at that. He always ended up on top, he always had control. He couldn't remember a time where he had to fight so hard to win in this instances. Girls usually crumbled pretty easily, even the spunky ones. While Jen used to challenge him at times he always won, she always crumbled to him without much effort. But this girl...he realized he didn't even know her name...he didn't even know her name and she was driving him so wild with want that he could barely focus.
Seth eyes were glued to her as she went back to work and started dancing to the music again. Her eyes shut and totally lost to the world. His eyes trailed down her figure that was rocking and writhing to the music. How badly he wanted to pulled her off that pedestal and pull her tightly to him. He wanted to feel each of her movements against him, to feel her every curve pressed intimately against him. He groaned slightly at that fantasy. He picked up the drink that the bartender had filled. He was about to tip the glass back when the bartender said her name...Gabby...it fit her...it was playful, gave a false illusion of innocent. But, it was a nickname, her full name was full of danger. It was either Gabrielle or Gabriella, both names that were sultry and dangerous. The bartender continued to speak describing her of how she did this all the time. So...she was a maneater. He chuckled as he tipped the glass back finishing the contents quite quickly. He had dealt with maneaters before, Jen was one herself, but she was past her time. But Gabby...this was a maneater in their prime, her body was tight and shapely, she had that flirtation smirk and voice. That's why she knew how to play the game so well. He would be interested to see how to deal with her, a new challenge. He glued his eyes to the stage and decided to let himself enjoy the fantasy he had earlier. However, he didn't realize that the bartender had kept filling up his glass and he had been tossing them back pretty quickly. He had already passed his normal limit. Normally Seth would drink just enough to loosen up, he liked staying in control. Getting completely wasted was not something he did...well not since high school. But tonight he had been bewitched with the beauty that was dancing on that platform. How much he was drinking wasn't on his mind, getting her off that platform and into his bed was what he was focusing on.