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Yes, Nic, two can play this game, and I’m not very good at losing.

“Who made up the rules for what order things need to be consumed? Wine?” he asks, holding the bottle out for me to look at what he ordered. Not that I would know a rosé from a Shiraz. Wine is not my thing. It might have to do with the quality of what I’ve tried, and I’m not sure the wine that comes in a shiny silver bag is ever going to be the prestigious flavor Nic would enjoy.

I decide to push that little bit further. “Okay, well, I’ll let you choose the order in which we eat our meal, shall I? I’m sure it will be an interesting time.”

I nod at him for the wine because I don’t want to insult him. Who knows, maybe it will surprise me.

“Any time with you, Victoria, is always guaranteed to be interesting, among other things. Now eat, please. We have much to do this afternoon.” He takes his first sip of the wine, testing it, and then continues to pour our glasses.

“I want to show you my hotel and let you discover what a special place Darby Hotels can be. My grandparents built a beautiful legacy, and I intend to carry it on in the best way I can.” Both of us take a selection off the antipasto platter and a piece of bruschetta, and already my stomach is growling at the sight of it. I didn’t realize how all the craziness of the morning had made me so hungry.

Lifting his glass toward me, I raise mine too, and all I can think is, “Don’t hit his too hard and smash it.”The glass is probably worth a day’s wage for me.

“Cheers, or as they say here,saluteto a good week.” The look in his eyes tells me his words have a double meaning.

“Keep feeding me like this and let me stay in such beautiful rooms, and you’ll keep me happy. Then everything will turn out perfectly.”

We clink our glasses and put them to our lips. The first sip is far smoother than I expected.

“I can assure you a Darby man knows how to please. I promise not to disappoint.”

And with that, I manage to spray my mouthful of wine all over my food and clothes.

“What is wrong with you?” Nic barks at me as he pushes back from the table, and I’m starting to wonder the same thing.

“Well, stop oozing sex and we will both stay dry.”

From the look on Nic’s face, I know instantly that it should have been another inside thought.

And not because he looks angry.

Because he looks like he wants to devour me right here, right now.

ChapterTen

NICHOLAS

I’m going to kill Flynn! This must be the stupidest thing I’ve done.

A fake girlfriend is one thing, but trying to play happy couple with Tori is like trying to lie to your mother. There is nothing fake about how much I want to strip her bare, swiping this table clean and laying her out as my lunch.

There is no point trying to hide the attraction I have for her. My ramrod cock straining every thread of cotton on my trousers gives it away anyway.

All I can do is sit and drink the wine that’s in my glass.

Don’t talk, just get her a clean plate, and watch her flounder over her mess. Seeing her flustered is not helping me to calm my thoughts. The pink on her cheeks, the sheen of sweat on her brow, and her red hair that she had tied off her face now falling in strands that highlight her complexion. If I were less of an asshole, as she likes to call me, I would be assisting her, but instead, I’m enjoying the show.

Why do I love this look on her?

“Sit, Victoria,” I say, almost strong enough to be an order but not quite.

“What?” She’s not even looking at me, as she is still trying to clean up her mess.

I slide the chair out next to mine. “It’s just wine, better than the hot tea from last time. Now, sit here, Victoria. Ignore that.” She looks up at me, embarrassed and not sure what she should answer.

I start placing food on a clean plate and set the clean cutlery next to me, taking the choice from her. The moment I see her succumb to my instruction just makes me harder than I already was and leaves her red flush on her cheeks now creeping up her neck too. I would give anything to see where else she flushes like that.

Watching her sit and trying to smooth her clothes, I know there is no going back from this woman.

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