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from him? “Why am I here, Andras?”
    He smiled indulgently. “Don’t try to convince me you’ve never been asked out to dinner, Blair.”
    “All right. I won’t try.”
    He frowned. “You haven’t? Are you serious?”
    She nodded. The closest she’d ever come to having dinner with a boy was when Johnny Robards walked around the corner to the diner with her after school twice a week. Their encounters could hardly have been called dates. Most days Blair had to pay for her own burgers and colas. When she refused to have sex with Johnny while his parents went to New York for several weeks the summer after their junior year in high school, he threw her over for a girl named Nadine, who was more than willing to have sex with him while his parents were out of town.
    “Well then, let’s drink to your first real dinner date.” He clinked his glass against hers, tasted the wine, then closed his eyes and made a soft sound in the back of his throat. The gesture was so seductive Blair was seized with a sudden urge to lunge across the table and devour his full lips.
    She took a sip of wine. It was the most expensive tasting wine she’d ever had. Smooth and chilled perfectly, it slid down her throat and went straight to her head, enhancing the charge to the air and the erotic atmosphere.
    “Do you like it?”
    “It’s wonderful.”
    “The food smells great. Are you hungry?”
    “Yes.”
    Andras lifted the lid off one of the tureens, and the musty smell of oysters filled the space between them. “Do you like oysters?”
    “I’ve only had them once.”
    “Here.” He lifted one and held it to her mouth. “We make them with garlic and butter.”
    She sucked out the middle, moaning a little as the taste exploded in her mouth. “That’s amazing.”
    “I thought you’d like them.”
    “The food here is incredible, Andras.”
    “It should be. We pay our chefs a lot of money to work up here away from the city.”
    His half-grin was somehow sexier than any expression she’d seen on his face so far. Blair licked her fingers when she finished her oysters, and Andras laughed. “I love to watch a woman enjoying food.”
    “That’s wrong, isn’t it?” The heat rushed up her face.
    “Absolutely not, Blair. When you relax and enjoy yourself, it’s never wrong.”
    She stared at his hands as he poured her a second glass of wine. Her mother had always said you could tell a lot about a person by their hands. Whether they worked hard, practiced good hygiene, or were healthy. Andras’s hands were clean, with long fingers and hardly any calluses. What would her mother have thought of him?
    God help her. She was going to fall head over heels in love with this man. There was no way to avoid it. He was everything she’d ever imagined a real gentleman would be. She and her girlfriends would sit around when they were teens, musing about the things their future husband would do. Romantic and thoughtful things, gleaned from radio shows, books they sneaked away from their mothers or older sisters, and later from the movies.
    What a mess. This man was her employer. Blair had no idea why he’d gone to so much trouble with this dinner, but surely it was only because he wanted to repeat yesterday. So why then had he bothered with a red rose, incredible food, and wine? It’s not like he or Leo had worked hard yesterday to seduce her. Blair’s memory of the moments leading up to Leo putting her over his knee and spanking her were still hazy, but she knew there hadn’t been wine or food involved.
    “Blair, I owe you an apology.” Andras lifted the lid off another tureen, and the succulent smell of roasted vegetables and lamb filled the air. He spooned mint sauce onto her plate followed by the meat and vegetables.
    “An apology? I don’t understand.” She drained her wine glass, immediately wishing she hadn’t. The dizziness passed in a few seconds, but Blair had trouble concentrating on Andras’s next words.
    “Leo and I