Lucius allowed the smirk to cross over his lips at her words and subsequent actions. He'd caught her eyes travelling to his well-defined chest, just as his own gaze held on her exposed thigh. No, he wouldn't let himself fall into the same trap as their last close encounter. The hand that stroked the parcel beside him lifted it up and he began to actively tuck fingers into the wrapping, getting more involved in making it painfully obvious that he wanted her to see it, although not opening it till she would say so or do it herself.
"My business in that regard is my own, I'm afraid. There were... matters to attend to," emphasising the word 'matters' with a punctuated lift of a brow and a very slow stalk closer to where she sat. They were just a metre apart now, close enough to reach out and touch one another if either broke the battle of wills that they were actively engaged in. Lucius leaned against the same table upon which she sat and placed the parcel between them, swooping in that much closer until he could almost feel her breath.
"But I am glad that Severus was such a pleasant date. I would never have thought him capable of wooing a lady, much less being a charitable sort to take a lady out who obviously had her hopes on another." Steely eyes started to smoulder with his closeness, but he wouldn't give in. He had to see this game through till the end. The shirt opened a bit more, revealing the curve of a toned pectoral.