His eyes were travelling up and down, exploring her every curve and angle. A sly smirk begins to form on his lips. Onyx eyes look up to meet at her own hazel ones, and the anger that he finds in them only bring him amusement.

"So, did you want to have a good time or are you just going to stare at me all night?" He gives her a lopsided smirk. "Although I don't really mind staring at you, it's not my favorite thing to do." She continues to glare up at him defiantly. "Want to know why?" The smug tone of voice made her want to spit in his face. 

He leans closer to her, his lips brushing her ear. "Because I like to play with my toys."