A Taste of Spring

Chapter 8

SPRING

"I was wondering," Spring said after eating in silence for most of the meal. It was different-the silence-but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence where she felt the need to fill it. When Dez nodded she continued, "Do you step up, playing the boyfriend for damsels in sticky situations often?"

"Not habitually, no." He tilted his head as if thinking. A smile stretched out his full lips, allowing his sparkling teeth and sexy dimples to make an appearance. "I wouldn't look the other way if a woman was being attacked, but usually I try to mind my own business."

"But you didn't tonight." Spring was curious to know why.

He seemed to think about it before he answered. "I suppose there was something about you that made me want to be your...man."

While Spring frowned at the answer, Dez lifted his glass to his lips and drank.

"Do you have one?"

"Have what?"

"A man in your life?" Dez held her gaze, waiting for an answer.

a man? What did he take her for? She pressed her lips together

her best innocent pout. "Can we continue with

suspicious or freaked out? (Will he ask me to leave?) She was going to blow this.

a minute or so then he spoke. "Nothing personal tonight," he raised his finger in the air "but what

Spring agreed but tried to hide the fact that she was in full out

if you

to you," Spring said with relief. That could have gone a number

is,"

be those values he was raised with,

bad or personal, so

smiled. "That's great but...it also has me

head then drank the last bit of wine in her glass. "Shut that curiosity down. Those are the rules." She

in the center of the table and

was so good, I

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