Danielle stumbled as she made her way out of the bar. Strong hands caught her before she fell. She clutched the bicep tightly, feeling the man’s muscles through his shirt.
“I’m sorry.” She giggled. “I don’t usually hook up with strangers. I guess I’m a little nervous.”
The handsome man pulled Danielle to her feet.
“You know, maybe we could get something to eat before heading back to my place?” She batted her eyelashes. “I want to be able to enjoy myself.”
The man ran his tongue over his teeth as his canines sharpened. “I could definitely go for a bite.”