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But neither had that fine art course she had wanted to do The secretarial course had ood that had done her in the long run She had still ended up digging her heels in and doing what she should have done in the first place—except she was now older as she started the climb up the career ladder
She tightened her coat around her, her heart beating , sleety January evenings that put a depressing spin on everything People swarlance back over their shoulders
‘We could talkI guess’
Sergio smiled Had he doubted that she would take hie between theible he could almost have reached out and clasped it in the palm of his hand
‘We could—although I’ve often found that there are far s to do with a woet in?’
Susie hopped in, breathing in the s the warmth of the car wrap around her She shifted over to the , still not entirely sure what had propelled her into doing souy she’d known for all of five minutes
‘Club or my place?’
Sergio turned to her and all at once she felt the intimacy between them like a force
His beautiful face was all shadows and dark, brooding angles God, she could stare at this uys she had met in the past seemed like inept little boys in comparison Actually, they probably were This was a powerful alpha le, and a shiver of unbridled exciteh her
‘Well’
She let that one syllable drag out and for Sergio that was answer in itself He leaned forward and told his driver to head hoainst the car door and looked at her
He liked this ga How many men had she approached in the past? he wondered How lorious air of innocence could go a long way
‘So if you didn’t like secretarial work,’ he said obligingly, very happy to chat to her about the past she probably altered according to her audience, ‘why did you go in for it in the first place?’
‘What do you do?’ Susie asked curiously, as always reluctant to point out all her deficiencies—at least as coifted family members Especially to this man who, for reasons unknown, she was driven to try and impress
Sergio threw her an a look and she stared back at hihed