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Julie wore a short, tight black dress. She came to the door with her hair curled and her eyes alive with excitement. I tried my best to keep my eyes on her face, but it was impossible. That dress hugged every single curve, and my willpower just wasn’t strong enough. I looked her up and down, my eyes lingering on her bare legs and black high heels.
“Like what you see?” she asked, her voice low and suggestive.
I looked back up at her face. Her eyes were dark and full of that same, familiar hunger. I grinned and stepped forward. My hand slid around her waist, and I pulled her in for a kiss.
I groaned against her soft lips. When we pulled apart, I sighed deeply. “You look incredible.”
“Thank you.” Julie smiled and dipped her hips to the side, showing off her dress even more.
I laughed and held out my arm for her. She took it, and we hurried toward my car. Once inside, I cranked the engine and pointed us out of town.
“Where are we going?” Julie asked.
“Into the city,” I said. “This is a celebration, after all. A fancy restaurant is in order.”
“I don’t need fancy,” Julie said, laughing gently.
“Which is exactly why you deserve it,” I said.
Julie smiled as if she were surprised. From the look on her face, she wasn’t used to being spoiled. I wasn’t normally the type to go over the top for a woman but, with Julie, I couldn’t help myself.
We arrived at the restaurant, and I had the valet park the car. I picked a French bistro for dinner. It was a place I’d been to often, and I knew Julie would love it.
“You really didn’t have to do all this,” Julie said after I ordered us a bottle of champagne. “It’s just a job.”
“I wanted to.” I shrugged, and Julie frowned. I searched her face. She was obviously upset. I wondered if I’d made a mistake. “Did I do something wrong?”
“What?” Julie’s eyes snapped up to meet mine. She softened immediately. “No, no. Not at all.”
“Then, what is it?” I reached across the table to take her hand.
“It’s nothing,” she said. “I just… I know you’re used to this. Going to dinner at fancy restaurants. Spending your money without much thought.”
I laughed. “Ouch.”
“I’m sorry,” she said quickly. “I don’t mean that as an insult. But I’m not used to things like this. My family is much simpler. I just don’t want you to feel like you have to treat me this way. I’m fine with diners and cafes. I don’t need a lot.”
“I don’t feel like I have to,” I said. “I just want to.”
Julie considered me for a few seconds. I knew she was trying to determine whether I was serious or not.
“Look,” I said. “I know we joke around a lot. Banter and flirting are great, but we’ve never had a really serious conversation before.”
“No.” Julie shook her head. “I guess we haven’t.”
“So,” I said, leaning back in my chair and spreading my arms wide. “Ask me anything.”
“What?” Julie laughed nervously.
“Anything you want to know,” I said. “I’m serious.”
Julie hesitated for barely a second, then a wicked smile crossed her face as she leaned forward. I knew she was going to have fun with this.
“How many women have you slept with?” she asked boldly.
“I don’t keep a running tally.” I laughed. “Same question.”
She blinked. “What?”
