She loved the compliments, and he knew she did. It was something strange but when she heard him say something nice about her, even so simple as telling her she looked beautiful it made her feel safe, and loved, and she wasn't used to that. Ruby stepped into the room taking the wine glass from him. It was a nice brand as it happened. He'd chosen well. She took a sip feeling his eyes on her, never leaving her as she walked, and she liked that feeling too. She loved him, and she was here to let him know that. And that was of course what the night was for, dress and chains and whatever kink took his fancy. Really she knew, he'd take her hard and rough and she'd beg him for more. For someone so gentle as Sam she always found it amusing that he was the one so heavy into control where as she suspected the older more boorish brother to be less so.
But when his gaze moved away and he'd said he wanted to talk Ruby nodded just once and moved toward the couches. If he wanted to talk then they would talk. She understood completely why he would. "Sure we can talk" she said, tone genuinely curious. She seated herself on the couch, the split in the dress revealing just a hint of thigh, the barest hint
"You do want to be here right? With this girl you're hoping to seduce? This isn't second thoughts?". She'd abide his wishes if it was, she could kick something later.