“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.

do you?” I cock my head to the side, studying his chiseled jawline, the sparkle of his mystical eyes in

“Sometimes.”

have never seen a break in the flow of women, but

I live with him and I know how much he likes to roll in the sheets, and

says, “Where are you going with this?”, but he’s still smiling. He

“Do I feel sick?”

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

hesitate as the telltale heat runs up my cheeks and I curse

ask and it’s absolutely hilarious to him. He has that amused look on his face, the all-knowing

does he

man problems?” I

asking this, god? I’ve become as nosey as

to name the place. Why are

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

do I care

keeping tabs? Little bit jealous, maybe?” he smirks at me, a twinkle in those

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

women … even

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

pulls me in. His breath fans my naked skin as this dress is strapless, and it

I stumble over the words, conscious of the fact I’m suddenly light-headed.

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 practically part of his

this every time I met one, never seeing the connection and I can’t stop asking dumb questions. He

gorgeous, with scantily covered, lithe bodies, and huge boobs; every one

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