Erron's eyes followed her tongue as it ran over her lips and he audibly swallowed and raised his eyebrow before quickly downing his own wine. He cleared his throat and set his glass down before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a stack of gold coins and placing them on the table. He whistled to the waiter signaling for the bill. He paid, with a hefty tip for discretion.

He rose and offered her his hand.

"I'd be happy to do the honors."

He leaned in and whispered.

"I hope you don't think this presumptuous, but I left the whole day open for you."