feeling you’re up to something?”
She blinked fast twice, then gave him her most irresistible smile. “Stop questioning my motives, Everest, and enjoy the evening. Okay?” She patted his cheek and scooted around him, heading for the door.
A few minutes later they drove north through town in John’s dark blue BMW. She’d expected him to drive something red and flashy. Like a Porsche or some other type of penis extender.
“Where are we going?”
“Like I told you Saturday — some place where we can get to know each other.” She would have expected a creepy leer to go along with those words, but instead, he looked almost apologetic.
Odd . She faced forward, tightening her coat around her even though the temperature in the car was plenty warm. John Everest would be a challenge. Her purpose tonight was to size him up, get to know him better, charm him and get him totally enamored with her, so when — if — she decided he was the one, he’d have a hard time refusing her request.
So far so good. He wasn’t into marriage or kids, just as she’d figured — she was usually right about these things. But she hadn’t figured he’d be so quick to see through her act. She’d been too “nicey nicey,” as he’d put it. She’d have to be a little more herself, without actually letting on she still didn’t like him all that much. Okay, so she was sort of attracted to him.
She glanced sidelong at him. He had a nice, strong profile. None of his features were too prominent, none too weak. He was handsome without being pretty, with full, sensual lips gladly inherited by either a son or a daughter. He looked like a man who would be comfortable and in control of any situation.
She frowned. She needed to be the one in control in this scenario, but tonight’s date had her a little concerned. Some place where we can get to know each other better . Hmm.
The rain let up by the time they pulled in front of a marina on Lake Union. “Don’t tell me we’re going out on the water in this weather.”
John chuckled. “Okay, I won’t tell you.”
She envisioned being beaten in the face by the wind and rain, and holding on to the side rail for balance as the boat rocked and dipped in the choppy water. “Look, Everest, I’m all for a little adventure, but—”
“Relax. We’re going on the boat, not out on it.” He climbed out of the car and came around to her side. He opened the door and helped her out. He had stopped under an overhang on her side so she wouldn’t get wet. He left her there as he parked the car, set his alarm with a loud beep and jogged toward her across the empty lot.
His movements were smooth and athletic. His taste in clothing was impeccable. He wore a dusky orange shirt the color of a sunset and brown wool slacks expertly cut to his physique. Finishing the look were Italian loafers and a chocolate leather blazer. All in all, the combination was… sexy as hell.
He reached for her arm. “Shall we?” He steered her onto the covered gangway. The wind had lessened to a slight breeze, so they stayed relatively dry as they walked. He stopped in front of a big boat.
“ This one’s yours?” Wow.
“Yeah. She was one of those impulse buys. I don’t get out on her much.”
“This was an impulse buy? God. My last impulsive purchase was matching bra and panties from Victoria’s Secret.”
“Really?” He stepped beside her. “I’d like to see those someday. Fair’s fair.”
“As in, you showed me yours, now I’ll show you mine?”
He gave her a lopsided grin. “Something like that, yeah.”
Sam shook her head and continued to survey what could only be described as a yacht. The name “Alimony” was written in a blue swirling script on the side. “That’s appropriate.”
“Maybe so, but I didn’t name her. I bought her from a retired Navy admiral on his fifth or sixth wife. I figured I’d change her name, but I don’t know. I’ve kind of grown to like it. Keeps things
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