‘They all want the same thing.’
‘Sex? There’s a vast difference between sex for the sake of it, and lovemaking.’
‘Really?’
His eyes speared her own. ‘A man who ignores gifting a woman pleasure whilst seeking his own displays carelessness.’
‘Who could doubt your vast experience?’
His soft laughter did strange things to her equilibrium, and for a wild moment she mentally envisaged what it might be like to take Xandro as a lover.
Akin to inviting emotional nirvana…with only one end.
It wouldn’t last, of course. How could it? But oh, what a journey!
‘I have tickets for dinner and a show Tuesday evening. I’d like for you to join me. Shall we say six-thirty?’
Xandro was asking her out?
‘I don’t think—’
‘Six-thirty,’ he insisted as he signalled for the bill.
Independence had her reaching for her wallet, only to have Xandro voice a determined refusal.
Ilana sat in silence as he sent the Bentley along the arterial road leading to Bondi.
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