Ｉt came so suddenly, the words almost didn’t register completely to her. Two solid heartbeats passed before her breath caught along her tongue, and for once in her many years the scarlet lady was speechless. Did he really just—!?

Ｔhere was something so utterly wrecked in the expression that captured her features; a tangle mixture of desire and anxiety. Her ruby eyes dilated slowly. Pupils shrinking into a sea of red that gazed upon the man before her like he had ripped her heart out. She swallowed, attempting to grasp for some kind of witty retort. Yet all that escaped her was shaky breath.

Ｈer tongue darted along her lower lip, moistening it and leaving the cherry hue of them glistening. After the initial shock faded, those vibrant eyes lulled behind a heavy set of lashes that slowly assessed the situation. Her gaze slid down the length of Vincent’s frame, taking inventory of him like a predator might their meal. As if she had never checked him out before.

”...Ｉmight just let you.”