Scene set - I posted last week but forgot to include the linky thing. Bin and Mark met and he invited her to dinner.
Mark turned toward me. "As to dinner this evening. Would you prefer a five-star restaurant or something fabulous?"
"What? Five-star isn't fabulous?"
"You're not gluten free or a vegan or anything like that?"
"No." I smiled. "I'm an omnivore. Put food on my plate and stand back." Stupid! How un-socialite of me. I blinked―several times, while trying to figure out how to correct my social faux pas. "I… I mean… uh…"
Mark tilted back his head and released a loud laugh. "Italian it is. Dress is comfortable."
I can do comfortable, ripped jeans, baggy sweatshirt, and some well-worn Chewbacca slippers. "But the ballet? Wouldn't that be black tie?"
I clenched my fist and rested my hand on my back hip. I noticed it was reaching out to touch him. I'm guessing it was doing it on its own. I, certainly, would never run my fingers up and down the chest of a man I'd just met.
Keep believing that lie, girl.
He shook his head. "In this modern day, anything goes is the norm. Are you staying here or would you like me to ask the concierge to get you a taxi?"
"Taxi, please." I certainly wasn't going to tell him that I was staying in the Monte Carlo equivalent of the No Tell Motel. My hotel did not have five-stars. It didn't even have an asterisk.
Mark signalled the concierge. "Shall I meet you here? Say six-thirty? An early dinner, then the ballet then dessert and drinks?"
"Sounds fabulous." No hint of anything after dessert and drinks. No suggestion that he'd invite me to his room. Nothing but complete respect and cordiality.
Oh, I could so fall for this guy.
Maybe I already had.
The concierge motioned that the cab was waiting. I held out my hand. "Until this evening."
"This evening." He flipped my hand over and kissed the back of it. Yes, he did. I wanted to jump up and down. I wanted to run around the lobby, screeching like a fourteen-year-old. Instead, I smiled and walked toward the waiting taxi with one thought on my mind. Do I wear panties or not?
The legend of Robin Hood and Maid Marian with a twenty-first-century twist. If you love hot, billionaire romances, then this is a must read.
From the author of the Two Hearts One Love Trilogy, multi-published, hot romance author Daryl Devoré's latest book revolves around deceit, betrayal, passion and the theft of a multi-million-dollar, rare, red diamond.
As if multiple planes crashes, a car accident, and a concussion isn’t enough, carefree Byn and straight-laced billionaire, Mark clash over Byn's need for independence and Mark's struggle with guilt pushing him in the opposite direction of love. When an art forger, an art thief and a ninety-five-year-old woman get involved the chance for true love for Byn and Mark fades.
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No star motel loved that bitReplyDelete
yes, I laughed when I wrote it.Delete
Ok, that no star thing is a winner. LOL :) We'll miss you. Have a good summer!ReplyDelete
Love that line.Delete
Daryl, I so enjoyed this book! Your level of humor is wonderful. Have a great summer--recharge!!ReplyDelete
Loved that her hotel didn't even has a asterisk. LOL Are panties optional? We'll have to wait to find out. Thanks for sharing. Have a great time off!ReplyDelete