Liam was sure he'd caught their attention with his movement, but it didn't matter. Even if he hadn't, he could have easily made his move when the bloke left the club. He could have grabbed him and fucked him up against a wall while draining him, sinking his fangs right into the throbbing artery in his neck.
He looked over suddenly, perhaps a little too quickly, as the bloke spoke to him. Retracting his fangs, he offered the man a quick smile before very obviously looking him over. Yes, he almost couldn't wait to get him out of the club. Still, there were formalities to take care of first.
"I have time," he said finally. "I had to wait for you to finish that drink before purchasing you another, anyway." His fingers drummed impatiently on the counter of the bar while he spoke, the idea of what was to come tonight making it hard to wait. He had patience in abundance, but sometimes it wasn't so perfectly utilized.