“Why is that?”

“Saves you having to wine and dine leggy blondes on short notice, when you can’t be bothered or have a hangover.” I smirk. Inwardly glad he has no date with him tonight.

“I guess. Although that stiff double whiskey sorted me right out.” He’s smiling, he seems relaxed tonight despite his earlier weirdness and there’s that casual laid back energy.

“What’s with that anyway?” I ask curiously.

“What’s with what?” he looks over my head and nods at someone trying to catch his attention - ever sociable Carrero. Back to swaying with me to the music, he seems distant suddenly, but I know he’s trying to avoid my gestapo questioning.

“The lack of leggy bosoms lately?” It’s been in the back of my mind, his lack of playmates and sleep overs for weeks now.

He shrugs and spins me around, pulls me back into his arm playfully and lightly smacks me on the butt. I throw him a mock alarmed look; the tug of his grin is not lost on me and I get that warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach at his good mood. He’s so much more mellow since we landed.

“Lost your sex drive or merely misplaced it?”

“Nope.” He’s smiling, but that guarded look is back with my probing, he’s being deliberately evasive, pulling out that tug of irritation at him.

Oh, so we’re playing the one-word answer game, are we?

He looks amused at my dry expression.

“Bored?” I press.

“So, so … Just taking a break.” He shrugs and looks over me again, this time winking at another attention grabber.

For goodness sake.

the side, studying his chiseled jawline, the sparkle of his mystical eyes in this light.

“Sometimes.”

I’m pretty sure in all the years I researched his social endeavors, I have never seen a break in the flow of women, but maybe

I know I’m prying but I live with him and I know how much he likes to roll in the sheets, and by my calculations it’s been a

I’m aware.” He throws me a quizzical glance with raised eyebrows that says, “Where are you going with

“Do I feel sick?”

in exasperation. We go back to swaying, but my brain is still

hesitate as the telltale heat runs up

knows what I’m going to ask and it’s

does he

problems?” I blush

even asking this, god? I’ve

No “man problems”, Emma. Don’t worry, my libido is still intact and waiting for you to name the place. Why are you

and it’s the first time there’s been a lull in … playtime.” I answer, my skin on fire and

I care so much

tabs? Little bit jealous, maybe?” he smirks at

the music and pulls me against his jaw so we’re resting easily. Giving me a break from his interrogation and instead enveloped by his warmth against my face. He moves my body against

stroppy women … even casual sex can be a hassle.”

now on then?” I ask seriously. A

as this dress is strapless, and it makes me goose bump all over. It’s a little red

know I was meant to?” I stumble over the words, conscious of the fact I’m suddenly light-headed. Overly aware of how well our bodies fit together and how

again and I exhale with relief. He lifts his hand from my waist and waves at someone behind me then returns it back to its warm spot on my body.

never seeing the connection and I can’t stop asking dumb questions. He raises his eyebrow, followed by a smile which says

scantily covered, lithe

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