From where Euterpe was crouched by the media system she could see Padraig and she smiled. "Yes baby," she called out across the room. "Shake that arse."
Yes. Terribly adorable. And, yes, pretty sexy. She stayed there for a moment, just observing. In a perfect world and with any other man, Euterpe would be up there dancing against him until it turned into something more than that. But this was not that perfect world, and she'd set these ground rules herself.
So she returned and sat down at the table across from him, making sure the wine bottle came with them. "I hope you like this," Euterpe told him seriously. "I slaved for minutes over a hot telephone for it."