Swith Witherward wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:Fortu breathed a sigh of relief. "Now what is your interest in VestCo?" he asked.
"My associates keep their own interests quiet, as do yours," she stated, not having moved from her position in front of him. She took a step closer.
"Of course, we are a bit more quiet than your associates. Surely that doesn't bother you," she was nearly pressed against him, "Or does it make you nervous, Mr. Fortu?"
She slipped long fingers along his shirt collar and pulled the material to reveal the connection point. "Don't lose your head, Mr. Fortu," she pouted, her face inches from his own. "That wouldn't be wise."
Naomi coughed as she opened the apartment door and the cigarette smoke hit her lungs. Her mouth dropped open at the sight of Fortu and the woman.
"S-sorry... I didn't mean to interrupt your date," she blushed.
"She isn't a date. She is a business associate." Fortu said nervously.