She didn't want to say she'd planned things perfectly because no matter how much you plan, how much you know, things still go wrong. Still, her hut was clean, the jeans were tight, the top was cut low and the wine was some of the best she'd snagged from Rapture. But she didn't bother with the candles, she had limits and that was one cliche too far
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Adjusting his cufflinks on his shirt, Nikola knocked on the door and braced himself against the frame. Smirking, he waited for Trixa to answer. This was certainly going to be an interesting night.
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Opening the door wide, she kept her smile at a smirk, and with perfect lightness she welcomed him him in. "I see you got my message, I hope you don't mind meeting here, it's a little more private than the bar."
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Lies, dirty little lies she would easily pick up on. Nikola was beginning to understand Trixa a little better. A woman after his own wicked little heart. Nikola brushed close to her, entering her hut before looking around. Now, there was a possibility he hadn't considered.
"So, down to business or shall we have a little... pleasure first?" Nikola said glancing the wine before looking at Tricksy with an appropriate leer.
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But Tesla didn't know that, did he?
Crossing to the open bottle, she poured him a glass of his own. "You think we have to separate the two? What I'm proposing could be quite enjoyable to you if you're willing to make the most of it."
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