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straight up to his suite. Langa hesitated in the entrance hall. They hadn’t spoken about her spending the night with him, but she realised that the day had been leading to this all along.
    Langa admitted to herself that she wanted to be there; she wanted to spend time with Lazola. She’d seen a considerate side of him today that had touched her. Once she’d completed the remaining months on his account, she would have to walk away. That dark truth made her want to savour every moment that she could grab with him. She would just have to be careful to keep her deepening feelings well hidden.
    Lazola took her out for dinner that evening to a quiet restaurant in Bryanston. The wine there was very good and it helped Langa relax somewhat. She was surprised to find Lazola very easy to talk to despite their little confrontation in the park. He didn’t bring up their relationship again; instead they covered everything from hobbies to most treasured achievements. He made her feel like everything she had to share was interesting, and Langa found herself revealing more than she’d intended.
    It was quite late by the time they made it back to the suite. Lazola opened the door for her and Langa stepped in, only to have all her worries storm back at her. What did he expect from her now? Was theirs to be a relationship of occasional, casual sex until he saw fit to end it? How could she do this and still face him confidently in the boardroom?
    â€œStop that right now.”
    Langa started at Lazola’s firm command. He was in the kitchen and the coffee machine was humming away. She hadn’t even noticed him move. He turned to eye her darkly. Strangely enough, his stance seemed cautious, but Langa knew she had to be mistaken. Lazola Rhadebe was most definitely not nervous of her.
    â€œStop what?” she asked hesitantly.
    â€œYou think too much. The constant turning of those cogs is ruining my peace.” He said it with a slight smile before turning to pour a cup of coffee.
    Once ready, he took her hand and led her to the lounge. He settled her on the large sofa and handed her the coffee before sitting at her feet. Langa raised an eyebrow when he reached out to slip off her sandals.
    Lazola smirked up at her. “Are you always this uptight, Miss Cima? Or is it simply my presence that activates your fight-or-flight instinct?”
    â€œWhat are you doing?”
    â€œI thought that was obvious: massaging your feet. We’ve had a long day and I thought they might be sore. Now relax; I have yet to botch a foot rub.”
    Langa thought of a dozen responses, but let them slide in the name of peace. She sipped from her mug, watching him closely at first, wondering what was going through his mind. Before long, however, the magic of his touch made her unwind and she dropped her head back and gave herself over to the moment.
    They sat in silence as he worked, and Langa found that comfortable too. She finished her coffee and nestled into their silent cocoon. He worked diligently until the rest of her body cried out for the same attention, but Langa knew she’d rather wrestle alligators than ask him to go further. Despite the amicable day they’d shared, she would always be aware of Lazola’s power. He was like a beast, caged only when he allowed himself to be and devastating when released. So she closed her eyes and bit her lip and enjoyed the rest of her foot rub.
    She must have drifted off because when she next opened her eyes, Lazola was carrying her through to the bedroom. Her arms were around his neck and her head rested on his shoulder. He sat her on the bed and stepped back.
    â€œI’ll give you a minute to undress; there’s a robe in the closet. The bath is running.”
    â€œI’m not uptight, you know.”
    He smiled at her before going into the bathroom.
    Langa entered the walk-in closet in a daze and found a plush white robe hanging in it. She stripped and put it on