Got anything stronger?

"Got anything stronger?", I replied through the closed door. Kate opened it, wearing a cheeky grin.

"You into cocktails?" she asked with a smile.

"Am I INTO cocktails? Yeah, I can make a mean one". Three years behind a bar, I was better than anyone I'd met.

She led me to the kitchen. Kate had changed into a small sundress - it was a warm day. A brightly coloured blue number, it clung to her breasts and ended quite a few inches above the knee. She wasn't wearing a bra, and walking behind her, I didn't think she was wearing anything underneath at all. If she was, it must have been a thong. Their drinks cabinet was brilliant - a far better collection than most.

"Honestly, we all suck at making cocktails - usually it's just one, then we get booze everywhere and end up on just rum and coke". Kate looked slightly sad at the collection of alcohols. "I like rum, make me something". She flashed a smile at me, as she jumped onto the table, her dress riding up slightly to show her thigh. It was so inviting - I just wanted to run my hand up her legs. We caught each other's eyes as I surveyed the drinks. She knew what she was doing. Two can play that game.

"Well, for such a beautiful girl, all I can think of is having some fun Between the Sheets", I winked at her. For a second, Kate looked shocked.

"Woah, we've only just met", she said with mild anger.

"It's a cocktail - got any Brandy? Or Cognac?". Kate laughed, her anger instantly fading. I liked a girl who could take a joke. Hopefully, that's not all she's take. Rum, brandy and triple sec with lemon juice, I handed Kate her drink, she took a sip and smiled.

"You're good", she said, taking a big gulp.

"Careful, it's three shots!"

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" she gazed into my eyes as she asked, with another cheeky wink.

"At the rate you're drinking, I hardly have to try", I stuck my tongue out at her as she took another sip. I'd made three drinks, one of which was still on the table. "By the way, where's Sam?" I asked as I motioned to the third glass.

"In her room, shall I call her?"

"If she likes rum, then yes".