He saw her on the dance floor, whirling to the fast beat in the red dress and red shoes.
He felt the red heat of passion all over. He had just arrived at the club and was watching the action on the dance floor.
The woman in red whirled around the floor, refusing all sorts of offers. His face was turning red with the heat coursing through him.
As the music played, he did some quick thinking and waved a waitress down, ordering a club soda with lime.
She came off the dance floor. He stood in front of her, so she couldn’t miss him. “Thank you for the drink!” She showed him her ruby red lips put the now empty glass with the red lipstick stain on a waitress’ tray, grabbed his hand and off to the dance floor, arousing a different color, green with envy from the other men surrounding the floor.