If Vienna had thought that night at the wall had been some kind of fluke, Noah was quickly proving otherwise. He was just as intriguing now as he had been then, maybe more so now that she knew him just a bit more. He definitely kept her on her toes, which was something not everyone could accomplish.
She leaned forward just a little bit as he spoke, resting her elbow on the table as she kept her gaze unwavering. "That's only if your mouth turns out to be as skilled as your hands," both of which had yet to be proven, but that wasn't going to stop Vienna from issuing that challenge to him. After all wasn't this all in fun? Spontaneous and fun, two things Vienna didn't have near enough of in her life anymore. That wasn't to say she was going to reckless or careless about this encounter. If he wasn't prepared, she was.
Vienna smiled softly when he agreed that he probably wouldn't have survived in her world, her old world that was. "And I probably would have died in Montana," she admitted, not going into the 'why', she thought Noah had her figured out enough to realize she had been a rich girl, a spoiled, snobbish rich girl. Hadn't that been why this new world had been such a shock? Vienna hadn't had a clue how to survive on her own without maids, butlers, chauffeurs and a Black American Express card. She had learned fast how to survive, and turned into a different kind of bitch a long the way.
The innocent smile slipped away, turning seductive as she leaned further across the table, both elbows resting on it. "Prove it," Vienna had never been accused of being a patience person, and her actions just now were proving that. Talking was nice, but she was more than ready for action to be put behind Noah's words.