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"How would you upset me?"

"By telling you no." I lick my lips.

"You wouldn't tell me no if I really wanted you," she says, her green eyes staring into mine. "I feel like if I really wanted you, I could have you."

"I guess we'll never know," I say. "It's a good thing that you don't really want me."

She presses her lips together. "You really think you're something, don't you, Kingston Chase?"

"No," I say. "Now, come on. Let's go and get that pizza and let me get to learn more about you, Skye. I have a feeling that we're going to become much better friends."

Chapter Eleven

Skye

"This pizza is delicious." I'm almost singing as I stuff my face with pepperoni and mushroom pizza. I lick my lips and look over at Kingston, who is staring at me with a bemused expression on his face. His blue eyes are dazzling and I try not to shiver at the glance that he's giving me. I feel really comfortable in his company and I'm putting it down to the three glasses of wine that I've already had and the fact that he was super nice to leave the restaurant with me.

"It is pretty good pizza. I'm glad you're enjoying it." He nods as he reaches for another slice. "Do you still want to order those breadsticks that you were talking about?"

"Is that an actual question?" I ask him, groaning.

"Yeah, it is. You said you wanted breadsticks as well as pizza."

"I didn't realize this pizza was going to be so huge." I lick my lips. "I mean, I'm hungry, but I don't know that I can eat breadsticks as well, even though they look absolutely delicious. That marinara dipping sauce?" I nod over to another table. "Well, I can smell it from here. It feels like I'm in Italy."

"Oh, you've been to Italy?" he asks.

"No," I say reluctantly, taking another bite of my pizza. "But not because I don't want to. It's definitely on my list of places to go."

"Oh? Anywhere in particular?"

"Well, I want to go to Roma and Sicily and Milan and Florence and Tuscany and..." I pause. "Well, almost everywhere in Italy, and then France and Greece and Spain and Portugal. Oh, and the UK, of course, and then Denmark, Sweden, Norway."

"Oh, so you want to go all over Europe." He looks impressed as he grabs another slice of pizza. "You're a Europhile?"

"I’m just a travelphile. I want to go all over Europe and then I want to go to Africa, North Africa, and mainland Africa. I have heard that the safari in Kenya and Uganda is amazing. And then I want to go gorilla trekking and maybe down to South Africa to see penguins. Even though I do want to go to Antarctica as well to see penguins, but that's so expensive and I don't know that..." I pause and sigh apologetically. "Sorry, I'm just rambling now."

"Not at all." He looks at me keenly. "So you are a travel bug, huh?"

“Not really, though I want to be." I sigh a long, deep sigh. "It's always been my dream to travel the world, but I haven’t really been anywhere yet." I wrinkle my nose. "It's on my list, but..."

"Your list?" he asks, an eyebrow arched. “Sorry, I know you mentioned it before, but I didn’t process what you were saying before.”

"Yeah, my dream goal list. I want to"—I hold up my fingers—"one, travel all around the world. Maybe take a year off and just see everywhere I can see. And then I would love to meet the man of my dreams and fall in love and have a fairy tale romance. And three, write a book about my travels and my love and have it become a bestseller and then a movie and..." I giggle again. "Well, you know. They say that you should dream big."

"Yeah." He nods. "So when are you going on this big adventure?"

"I don't know yet." I grab my wine and take another sip. "That's why I've been working so much. I'm trying to save money. The signing bonus from Whittaker will certainly help."

“Oh, the truth comes out.” he says with a mocking smile. "And that's why you work for me, then you work on the weekend, and what else?”

“I had a weekend job that I would start on Fridays,” I finally admit to him. “So no, I wasn’t going on a hot date.”

“Oh I see. Well good for you.”

"You know I lost that job." I scowl at him.

"Yes, I do. But at least you still work for me."

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