"It is, isn't it?" Nel replied, brightly. She took a sip of her wine and settled herself in a chair at the table. The chair felt much further down than she was used to, too. A couple of glasses of wine would make her forget about her footwear, however.

Although she had to admit that the odds of her carrying her shoes and walking barefoot by the end of the night were higher than usual.

"I'll have to start arranging nights out more often," she said, and then gave Even a cheeky look and a wink. "I'll have to get you out for the night at some point."

Now she'd seen him check out her cleavage she wanted to see what else he'd reveal of his preferences after a few drinks.