“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

“Sometimes.”

I researched his social endeavors, I have never seen a break in the flow of women, but maybe some of them were just stand

likes to roll in the sheets, and by my calculations it’s

going with this?”, but he’s still smiling. He catches my hand and holds it

“Do I feel sick?”

free and shake my head at him in exasperation. We go back

I hesitate as the telltale heat runs up

laughing now, I think he knows what I’m going to ask and it’s absolutely hilarious to him. He has that

he do

problems?” I blush

even asking this, god? I’ve

Why are you so interested

playtime.” I answer, my skin on fire and I suddenly wish I never started this line of interrogation. I am practically squirming with

do I care so

jealous, maybe?” he smirks at me, a twinkle in those

and pulls me against his jaw so we’re resting

need a little break from demanding, stroppy women … even casual sex can

from now on then?” I ask seriously. A tingle of annoyance in

when he pulls me in. His breath fans my naked skin as this dress is strapless, and it makes me goose bump all over. It’s a little red number and far too molded to my body

I was meant to?” I stumble over the words, conscious of the fact I’m suddenly light-headed.

breathing room 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. Pulling me in a little closer if that is possible. I’m

do you see in them?” I’ve mulled over this every time I met one, never seeing the connection and I can’t stop asking dumb questions. He

dead gorgeous, with scantily covered, lithe bodies, and huge

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