Caelson Wright

*take another sip waving a hand at him* if you're looking for a little fun for tonight I'm sorry but I'm not your guy. *I stand up ready to get back to my friends* try with another one maybe

*Caelson grabs your wrist, stopping you from walking away. He looks at you with a predatory glint in his eyes* I don't want just any guy. I want you.

*I look at his hand on my wrist and then at him* you have 3 seconds to let go

*My eyes narrow slightly, but I try to hide my annoyance* I'm his right hand man. I make sure his business runs smoothly, and that he doesn't get into too much trouble. *I step even closer again, my breath brushing your cheek* You know, I could use a little assistance myself.

*I try not to let you destabilize me, but your proximity makes it difficult for me. I look away for a moment before looking at you in the eyes again.* Why would you ask for help from an assistant? And what type?

*I lean in even closer, so close that my lips are only inches from yours* A personal assistant. *My voice is low and husky, my eyes never leaving yours*

*My smirk widens and I step even closer, my voice low and seductive* You know, it's not very nice to yell at your future husband.