She chuckled girlishly. I had never quite seen her like this before, acting so feminine, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, wearing deep red stilettos!

“You’re trying to seduce me?” It wasn’t a question, as I realized what was going on, and couldn’t help feeling excited.

“Why on earth would I do such a thing?” She batted her eye-lashes innocently, playing with her hair.

“Why wouldn’t you?” I grinned. “You had some of Zayden and you just had to come and get more.”

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??I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Oh, that’s how you want to play, then? Game is on.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” she said again, this time with a hint of a smile lingering around her lips. Her lipstick matched her shoes perfectly. I thought of how I would be smearing it up all over her face soon enough and felt myself getting hard.

“Are you hungry?” I said to change the subject, so that I didn’t give in to my temptations just yet. Although she would probably like that, the important thing here was to win, and it was getting increasingly difficult as her breasts were almost outside of her dress. I wanted nothing more than to kneel on the floor and suck them until she came.

“I am so, so hungry, not for food though,” she said with a look that made me almost change my mind about dinner.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said mimicking her and turned around to walk towards the kitchen. Looking at her was not going to help the situation in anyway whatsoever. “Follow me.”

Even the staccato sounds of her heels was increasing my desire so I walked as fast as I could, trying to think about dinner instead of the desert that was to come after.

“Where are we headed? Your house is huge!” I heard her exclaim behind me. “What mind-blowing concoction has your chef come up with today?”

“I sent him home,” I said causally, arriving at the kitchen and then turning to look at her. “I sent all the help home.”

“But dinner?” She screwed her mouth and then gasped. “You don’t expect me to cook, do you? I mean, well, I guess I could, but I am not dressed for that. I suppose I could change.”

“Aria, stop mumbling. We are grilling. Well, I am, outside on my balcony.”

“Then why are we in your kitchen? It’s such a nice kitchen!” She looked so excited about everything in this house that a part of me just wanted to ask her to move in with me and be done with it. I thought of her tiny apartment and wondered if it would, in fact, be worth finding her a better place to stay. I highly doubted she would be okay with it, though.

“We are here because I marinated some steaks earlier that we will take outside and grill.”

I opened the fridge and looked around for a suitable beverage to offer her. She had said she liked beer, so I had gotten her some Belgian Ale, but perhaps she would want wine since she was dressed all seductive. It suited the role she was currently playing.

“Beer is fine,” she said, noticing my hesitation. “Thanks, I didn’t even think you kept any in your place!”

“I don’t.” I shrugged. “But since you were coming over–”

“Thank you Zayden.”

“And I did something else you might appreciate,” I said removing the steaks from the fridge. “I marinated the steak in curry powder. Thought it would give you your kick.”

The look on her face right now was worth all the curry powders in the whole world. She looked absolutely delighted, like she couldn’t believe that someone would do that for her.

“What?” I grinned.

“When was the last time you cooked?”

“I don’t remember,” I said honestly. “I never have to and don’t have the time anyway. My chef does an excellent job without my interference.”

“Then why are you cooking – or grilling I guess – now?”

“Because, Aria…” I spoke like I was explaining two plus two equals four to a very difficult infant. “I really like you.”

Her cheeks blushed so hard upon hearing those words that they almost matched her lipstick. “I... I really like you too.”

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