The hum of conversation surrounds you softened by the private booth Natasha had managed to book for your anniversary dinner. You notice her glance lingering on your cleavage. Her eyes darkening when she looks into yours a heavy blush creeps onto your cheeks looking away from her intense gaze.

‘You know I can’t stand it when you look at me like

that’

She leans in, her hand softly placed on your thigh her breath tickling your ear

‘Like what baby ‘

Her low husky voice sends shivers up and down your spine making you shift slightly in your seat, and a slow shuddering breath escapes, you pray she doesn’t notice her effect, green eyes bore into yours and a soft smirk is placed upon her lips…you realise she can see straight through you.

Her hand clasps into yours as she stands looking down on you smiling that devilish smile,you look up in confusion when she slowly starts to tug you to your feet.

‘Where are we going?’

‘Home baby’

‘What about dinner?’