Dean lifted his glass to his lips and to his disbelief, she was actually answering his question. Most importantly, the turn ons. And he couldn't help the grin that graced his handsome features.
His green eyes sparkled, "Really. I'll keep those in mind." Though the art thing threw him. And he wasn't stuffy at all.
He climbed off his stool, stepping closer to her, "Let's go get a pool table. You know how to shoot pool?" And god, he hoped not. Imagine the fun it would be showing her. She all bent over, him reaching around her.