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strictly platonic while alone.”
    He opened his eyes a crack. “Well, maybe we could make a
tiny exception.”
    She shook her head and moved away to the blanket, spotting a
piece of chocolate that had comfort written on it. “Nope, you’re right. I never
want to be involved with a man who questions if he should be with me.”
    The blanket must be filled with down feathers, because when
she lay on her back and picked a chocolate off the tray, she sank back into its
fluffy comfort. He joined her a moment later, but she ignored him and watched
the thin clouds pass by the moon. Three pieces of chocolate later, she was more
pissed at herself than at him. He was being a gentleman, trying to do the right
thing while she threw herself at him.
    He sat up on his elbows and took a slug of the champagne and
looked out at the garden. “You know, Sara’s husband had these rosebushes
brought in from all around the world. One bush from each place they’d visited.
The collection of French roses are among the best anywhere.”
    “That is lovely.” She sat up and grabbed the bottle from
him, not giving a crap if her stomach pouched out a bit. Curves all over meant
curves on bellies as well. Not that half the starving women at this club would
know that. She’d seen bare bellies all night taut enough to bounce a quarter
off.
    Male and female.
    The cool alcohol hit her tongue, and she took a long drink,
reveling in the bursting of bubbles that tickled her as only champagne could.
She broke off and examined the label of the bottle. “Jeez, Louise! We shouldn’t
be drinking this! This is for super special occasions, like weddings and
funerals.”
    “Or for enjoying on a beautiful summer’s night in January.”
He seemed amused by her shock.
    With a laugh she considered this and shook her head. “You’re
darn right it is.” She then took one last slug of the champagne and handed the
bottle back to him with a giggle.
    He did that weird stare again, then burst out laughing. He
looked so hot when he was laughing. Then again he’d probably look hot to her
brushing his teeth in the morning. Or doing…things to her. Things she’d never
even considered but now couldn’t wait to try with the right guy.
    “Look, Mr. Jaded, I’m sorry, but to those of us not living
in the top one percent, this is pretty amazing.” She picked a peach slice and
bit into it with a moan. “Have you tasted this fruit? It is unreal. I haven’t
had peaches this fresh since the last time I visited my grandma’s home down in
Mexico.”
    “Pick one for me and feed it to me with your fingers.”
    She paused in the act of licking peach juice from her
fingers. “Pardon me?”
    “You heard me. Your rhapsodizing about the food has made me
hungry. And since it is your fault, you will alleviate the hunger you’ve
started.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “That I’m hungry? Yes.”
    She frowned at him. “You know what I mean. Your ‘this is a
mistake’ speech earlier didn’t seem to indicate a hunger of any kind.”
    He ducked his head and gave her a crooked smile. “I’m
reevaluating the rules of our partnership. They now include you feeding me. Do
you find those terms acceptable?”
    “What do I get out of it?”
    “Tomorrow night I’ll make you orgasm with one kiss.”
    She stared at him and started to giggle. “Are you going to
slip me some Ecstasy?”
    “No, and I will never touch you with my hands on your flesh.
The only skin that will touch is our lips, and I promise you that you will
orgasm like you never have before. Now, about that fruit?”
    She was afraid if she pressed her thighs together, she would
come, but damn, she’d have to be a fool to pass up an opportunity like that.
Even if they were just business partners, it didn’t mean they couldn’t both be
adults about it. “Yes, sir.” She crawled over to the food and put a little
slink in her stride. With the cat mask, moving like a feline became fun. While
her butt was still in the air,