Zoe pressed her fingers to her own lips causing a flare of lust in Ed's eyes that made her gasp once more. Ed looked like he was seconds away from tearing the table away and taking her against the wall. Fuck! She wanted that so much! She forced herself to look towards the waitress. The woman placed Ed's scotch before him with a trembling hand which she snatched back. She placed Zoe's beer in front of her while Ed took a sip of his drink.

Ed swallowed and felt the drink burn its way harshly down his throat. This was not good scotch. There was little point in sipping it...