Roger gave Marietta his best grin when she opened the door and invited him in. "And how lovely you are this evening," Roger said, not hiding that his eyes were looking her over. "These are for you," he said handing her the flowers as he stepped inside, and leaned in to brush kiss to her cheek for good measure.
"A glass of wine would be great," he said not willing to turn down the offer, even if he'd had a few drinks already tonight. It wasn't like Roger was planning on leaving anytime soon.