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He rests his elbows on the table and links his hands together under his chin, waiting for me to speak first. His eyes have a mischievous glow to them.

“So, Josh, tell me about your life.”

He shrugs his shoulders. “What do you want to know?”

“I hear you’re wealthy.”

He smiles. “In some things.”

I tilt my head to the side. “What do you mean?”

“Well, I have money. It depends on your definition of wealthy.”

“Oh, I suppose. What’s your definition?” I ask, surprised.

He shrugs again. “Happily married, healthy kids.”

Smiling, I rest my chin on one hand while I find myself swooning at his feet. “Are you dating?” I ask.

He scrunches up his nose, “Hell no.” Our drinks arrive and the waitress’s eyes linger a little too long on Mr. Orgasmic here. I narrow my eyes at her. OK, enough, buzz off.

“You?”

I frown. “Huh?”

“Are you dating?”

“No, nothing like that.”

Mum told me you had a boyfriend.”

I nod, a little embarrassed. “Um ex-boyfriend,” I murmur.

“What happened? Why did you break up?”

I shrug.

He smiles. “I see you’re still a shit liar.”

“I hoped you hadn’t heard about that.” I wince.

“What? Heard that some poor bastard asked you to marry him and you knocked him back and then dumped his sorry ass?”

I put my hands over my face in embarrassment. “It sounds cold when you put it like that.” I peek out from my hands to see him smirking at me.

“What happened?”

“We were never going to work out. I have never been so shocked in my life as the day he proposed. It was awful.” His thumb is under his chin and he is wiping the side of his pointer across his lips as he listens while leaning back in his chair, his gaze locked on to mine.

“Why wouldn’t you have worked out?”

“We weren’t…compatible.”

He raises his eyebrows. “Compatible,” he repeats. Why did I say that? “You mean sexually?” His eyes darken with an emotion I’m familiar with. Arousal.

“Among other things,” I quickly add. I suddenly feel very uncomfortable. “Why aren’t you married?” I blurt out.

He smiles a slow sexy smile. “I haven’t found anyone who fits the job description.”