"Pity," he said again, "because I already told you I wasn't trying to play you. If I was..."
He pulled his feet back and slid through the water until he was hovering right infront of her, chocolate eyes dark with wicked thoughts, his scent enveloping her and his voice dropping into a seductive purr.
"If I was," he said again, "I'd have tried to seduce you when I came to build your furniture. I would have tried to seduce you when you were slightly drunk."