“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.
chiseled jawline, the sparkle of his mystical eyes
“Sometimes.”
the years I researched his social endeavors, I have never seen a break in the
he likes to roll in the sheets, and by my calculations it’s been a while since the last one.
raised eyebrows that says, “Where are you going with this?”, but he’s still smiling. He catches my hand and holds it to his
“Do I feel sick?”
hand free and shake my head at him in exasperation. We go back to swaying,
hesitate as the telltale heat runs up my cheeks and I
I’m going to ask and it’s absolutely hilarious to him. He has that amused look
does he
problems?” I blush
am I even asking this, god? I’ve become
still intact and waiting for you to name the place. Why are you so interested in my lack of sexual partners?” He
lull in … playtime.” I answer, my skin on fire and I suddenly wish I never started this line of interrogation. I am
I care so much
Little bit jealous, maybe?” he smirks
I must be bright red. He’s smirking at me as he moves me around in time to the music and pulls me against his jaw so we’re resting easily. Giving me a break from his interrogation and instead enveloped by
… even casual sex
I just the stand in date from now on then?” I ask seriously.
dress is strapless, and it makes me goose bump all over. It’s a little red number and far too molded to my body for my liking. He presses his ear against
over the words, conscious of the fact I’m suddenly light-headed. Overly
like them, or you don’t, it doesn’t matter … not one of them is permanent.” He moves back to his previous hold, giving me some breathing room again and I exhale with relief. He
never seeing the connection and I can’t stop asking dumb
scantily covered, lithe bodies,
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