Oh, well, all right then. Ainsley turned his body more fully to the man, more than receptive to that invitation. Behind him, he sensed his friends turning more to each other and affording him at least a semblance of privacy. He grinned slowly, just a small tug at the corner of his lips before letting it spread a little wider. Purchase, he thought, the odd word sounding charming to his willing mind.
"Well, that's all right then. I imagine we can pass the time easily enough." Still, he took another sip or two of his beer. No sense drawing it out now.
He let his own gaze travel over the man more fully, taking in the tousled hair, the intense eyes, beautiful skin. "I'm Ainsley," he said after a moment, offering his hand.