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with her.
Alex shook her head. “I’m a bad liar remember?”
He laughed. “So you know how to speak Chinese?”
“A little Mandarin,” she said, deftly using her chopsticks. “What about you?”
“My mom? She was British born and Manhattan bred. My Dad’s folks also came from England, settled in New York after World War Two. So I’m basically full-blooded British, but I love hotdogs like every other American and I speak really good English.”
She laughed. “I’m glad you do.”
“I would love to have brunch with you this weekend if you would be so kind as to acquiesce?”
“Is this your English way of saying you want me to go on a date with you?”
He nodded.
She bit her lip. “Mr. Con—Luke, I’d like to but- I’m working for you.”
“Shall I un-hire you?” he joked. Then he sighed, “Am I making things complicated?”
Alex shrugged a little. “I…”
They weren’t within the earshot of the other people at the studio but little did they know that a discussion about them was going on.
“He’s gonna break her heart,” Lucia said. “She’s too sweet for such a guy with a playboy reputation-”
Vincenzo bit from a dumpling. “No. He likes her.”
“How do you know?” a Trekker assistant asked.
“He’s been my client for years and I’ve never seen him so besotted with anyone,” Vincenzo simply replied with a grin.
* * * *
Alex had finally agreed to a lunch date, a very casual one, but he felt nearly light-headed all the same. They went to a museum, sitting in a café; eating vegetable panini’s and drinking freshly squeezed orange juice. They walked in Central Park and jogged the following day and she outran him by a mile. The date lasted for the whole weekend. Their conversations ranged from art to travelling, to books and even philosophy.
“So you’re actually fluent in French?”
Lucas nodded. “Had to be. I was in Switzerland for a few years. I’m also conversational in Italian and Spanish.”
“With English roots,” she added.
“With English roots and an American diet,” he laughed. “When did you become semi-vegetarian?”
“Grade school,” she replied. “Probably from the nature of my parent’s work. I still eat red meat rarely, though. Especially when I’m with my Chinese relatives.”
He smiled. “That must be a fun sight.”
“Fun and loud. What about you?”
“Quiet. Formal,” he replied. “My father has two siblings, male and female, he’s the eldest. I have two male cousins and four female cousins. We’re not really close; we live far away from each other. Some are in England, some are in France, mostly working in the Conrad Group of course.”
“So it really is a family corporation?”
“It is. Fortunately. Keeping it all in the family.”
“So marriage has to be carefully matched?”
He shrugged. “Sort of. I’ve only had one cousin marry so far. He’s my age. He married some countess in Germany. We call him lucky. He married for love and not just for status.”
“You’re afraid you’ll end up marrying someone you dislike?”
He imagined himself being married to Jennifer and he shuddered. “Hell, yeah. My brother’s doing a great job at avoiding it.”
“He’s very famous,” she smiled.
“You mean infamous,” he corrected. “But that’s less pressure on him since my father’s been so used to his antics since grade school.”
“So you’re the good son?”
“The more obedient one is more like it. I really do respect Charles,” he said, “It’s just that he’s so…austere. He barely talks.”
“You seem like you have good people skills.”
“Well, so does my dad. People say I’m the likable one compared to my brother. Sometimes it’s a façade, especially when I dislike people and situations.”
“Are you faking your niceness now? To me?”
“Hell no,” he said with a laugh. “I show the real me when I like people. So you’ll hear me swear and make fun of people—which I reserve for those close to my heart,” he