“Yes! I felt it. Look at your skin, olive. Not something Hollywood uses to artificially tan their skin. It's so natural. Your hair tells another story. Not American at all. You're mixed?"
Lucian nodded and just as she was about to ask another question, Felix was standing behind her chair, one hand on her head rest and the other, on the arm rest of the seat.
He gave the stunned lady a beautiful smile, took her hands and placed a soft kiss on it.
"Name's Chase. What's yours, beautiful?"
The lady swallowed. Her heart was beating real fast and she was having issues with breathing.
"Nao— Naomi Sparks!" She stuck out her hand awkwardly. Felix, still with the seductive expression, smiled at her.
"Nice to meet you, Naomi. You're really beautiful, I must say."
The lady blushed beetroot red. "Thank you. You're not bad looking either."
Felix placed a hand on his chest and closed his eyes in heartfelt gratitude.
"Can we switch seats?"
Naomi nodded i
