Tasty

Sophie walks into his apartment and she looks around too, repeating what he did the first night at her place. She knows that he will not give her a tour though, because the three-bedroom apartment where Jamal lives is shared with two other guys. They are not in tonight though, probably asked by Jamal to give him a little space. The single sofa in the living room looks a little worse for ware; the nicest thing in the space is the plasma TV.

“Can I get you something?” he asks, pulling her close to him now and kissing her neck passionately.

“I’m okay,” she says, having had half a bottle of wine before taking a cab to his apartment.

“You sure?” he asks, walking them both to the kitchen and pulling a single bottle of wine from the cupboard. She knows that this is for her benefit.

“Maybe one glass…” Sophie says, wanting him to get on with the reason she has come here.

He pours them both a glass of wine in tumblers, not a wine glass in sight, and she sips the cabernet slowly. It actually isn