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She took her time dipping a chip into the white sauce, toying with me by holding it in front of her until a few drips threatened to drop off. As she caught them with her tongue, I couldn’t seem to move an inch. I knew she was toying with me on purpose, but I did deserve it after the way I’d chomped down on the luscious cupcake.
After chewing, she eyed me carefully, waiting until the waiter brought our drinks. When the young man and I carried on a slight conversation, including ordering a couple of appetizers, I couldn’t help but notice she seemed amused all over again.
“You speak fluent Spanish. Any other languages I should know about?”
“I don’t know about should, but given my family’s heritage is in Sicily, I do speak Italian. And a hint of Russian.”
“Russian? I didn’t think you were a spy.”
She had a way of making me laugh. “I assure you I’m not a spy. My brothers dared me to take the language in college. I lasted a semester and it wasn’t my finest hour, also blemishing my stellar academic record.”
“Fascinating.”
“You have yet to answer my question.”
She took another chip, chewing thoughtfully as she studied me more intently than I’d done with her. “I’d say you’re considered a powerful businessman in some luxurious profession such as commercial real estate development or perhaps wealth management. Yes, that suits you as well.”
“Nicely done. Maybe I should say guilty as charged. Wealth management, although I do own several pieces of real estate as well.”
“Of course you do. Wealthy clients?”
“Very. So, you own a bakery?”
She snorted, almost blowing bubbles across the surface of her drink. “Not yet. One day but right now, I’m blown away by the cost of renting a facility that could work. It would take hundreds of thousands of dollars to do so, which of course I don’t have, let alone the location has to be perfect with a store front in a quaint neighborhood where people enjoying shopping on foot can stop in for a quick treat. I’ll get there. One way or another.” She flitted her eyes in my direction and laughed. “And I’m boring you to tears.”
“Not in the least. I adore those who completely immerse themselves in what they want, doing whatever it takes to fulfill their dream. Perhaps there’s something I could do to help.”
“I don’t see how that’s possible. Plus, I like doing things on my own.”
“Admirable. Very few people get by without a handout.”
“Handout? I’ve worked for everything I’ve obtained, including my shitty little apartment.” She laughed and it seemed the entire patio glanced in our direction, the men wishing they could be me.
It was just another possessive moment that was difficult to ignore.
We chatted as we enjoyed the tangy concoctions, Pedro adding a little extra oomph to the drinks given my comment. One turned into two, both appetizers consumed and I found the conversation just as refreshing at the woman herself.
She didn’t bug me with too many questions, content with enjoying our secretive game. When asked about her life, she volunteered very little, other to say she was meticulous in making choices in her life. I had to wonder whether she was making a passive-aggressive comment in passing.
Or on purpose to see how I would react.
As the sunlight faded, the ocean waves rolling in closer given the approaching tide, and the stars delighting the sky with twinkling illumination, I sensed she was uncertain what if anything our impromptu date had meant.
So I decided to take the bull by the horns.
Instead of by his cock. Maybe that would come later.
“One last question, Miss Cupcake. Do you like taking risks?”
“It depends on what we’re talking about.”
“Mmm… A little cozy adventure.”
“Cozy?”
I laughed and pulled out my credit card. When she attempted to grab the bill from my hand, I offered a stern look. “Yes, very cozy and no woman in my company will ever be forced to pay for drinks or dinner.”
“But we were only having drinks. As friends.”
