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“You, too I’ve heardme her smile I smiled back, her mood infectious

“So, tell lass of wine She toldphysiotherapy, and she loved to have fun The studying surprisedeasier to allow her more time to party Maybe there were brains behind this beauty somewhere

“I love going out and dancing I’hed “Daddy, he worries, you know? I think that’s why you got roped into being my co Italian accent, laughing again

“I bet you break hearts,” I murmured She blushed, but not a shy blush It was a calculated one that read ‘I kno to break amess’ The same way I could talk any woman into my bed

Guilt washed over ht about Belle, who had no idea I was out with this Italian beauty I had gone over and over whether or not to tell her and in the end, I decided no Telling her would worry her and she didn’t need that so close to her exa her didn’tAs I took another look at this Italianto regret my decision

Right now, Belle thought I was at a work dinner, which technically I was So ly sexy

“So, tell me about you, Jack You work for your father, yes?” she asked, reaching for her wine Suddenly she giggled “My eyes are up here, cheeky boy”

“What—” I stopped, horrified as I realized my eyes had been focused on her breasts I felt cheated, considering the whole ti about Belle If I was going to be caught staring, at least let me reap the benefits!

“Yes, I work forI wanted to talk about was my father and work I downed my wine and poured another

“Ah, a daddy’s boy,” she laughed as I handed her a h was already grating on ed the waiter and ordered a bottle of their , I planned to live it up The waiter carried over the bottle and two glasses

“Lisbeth?” I asked,to the waiter She nodded A woht,” I said, holding up led and took a sip

“What do you feel like?” I asked, scanning the menu I had already decided on lobster

“H her le “And after we eat, you will take ?” she said, her eyes wide I nodded,in my head I knew just the place

We chatted through dinner The whole tiht irl loved to talk, and mainly about herself The only time I was even remotely interested in what she had to say hen she spoke about her studies She was in her final year of her degree, and she planned to travel to Paris to model

She barely ate her fish, only picking at the plate, insisting that she was full I savored asm in my mouth By the end of the meal we’d consue I are of h to controlher drink pretty well, still insisting we go dancing