It was almost like a sit-com as she took his hand and lead him away from the floor, with all the cat calls and whistles they were getting. It was silly really, but she liked it. Not the attention, so much, as the intrigue her act caused.
Her breath caught as he pressed her back against the wall. She looked up at him through her eyelashes. Catching just the edge of her lower lip between her teeth. "I do? What part?" She clicked the mic off and threw it over onto the leather couch that was not to far from the door. Wouldn't want the guests to hear too much and ruin the mystique. With both free, her hands slid up along his stomach, over his chest, to rest just against his shoulders.