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The elevator dinged its arrival and opened. She stepped inside and he followed. Her heart thumped as soon as they were enclosed in the space together. His rich scent intensified.
Oh, God.
She pushed the fourth-floor button. “They’re progressive, are they?”
He tilted his head to the side, causing the blond curls to sway in movement. Her fingers longed to wrap around a lock and play with it. The elevator doors shut, and her stomach dipped as it rose.
“They’ve spent many years proving they’re just as capable as the males. They wouldn’t appreciate being treated any differently because of their gender.”
Damn. That sexy voice.
“So, they don’t want or rather, need the door opened for them? Do they like their chairs held out? Or what about the meals and dates? Do they pay for them too?”
Phate shrugged his massive shoulders. “We treat them as equals. Who pays with their credits isn’t really a factor.”
Tasha pulled her eyebrows together. “Credits?”
The elevator dinged and the doors opened.
“Money,” he added quickly.
She breezed through the door and made her way down their hall.
“Credits. Is that what money is called where you’re from?”
“Yes.”
“And exactlywhereare you from?” she pressed.
“Not here.”
She chuckled. “I gathered that much. Your accents gave it away. I can’t put my finger on it though. Maybe Greek?”
“Have you ever been to Greek?”
Tasha stopped at her door and frowned as she turned to face him. “Do you mean, have I ever been toGreece?”
His face was serious as he nodded. “Yes, that.”
“No, I’ve never been, but I’ve always wanted to check out the islands.”
He straightened and smiled, revealing the straightest and whitest teeth she’d ever seen in her life. “Then, that’s where I’m from. I would like to take you to see my home one day. I think you would like it.”
Then that’s where I’m from.
That sentence didn’t sit right with her, but she was too smitten with his last sentence to kick those words around her head and analyze them properly.
She fluttered like a teenager. “I think the many women you’re dating might have a problem with that.”
And now she wanted to kick herself for sounding like a jealous ninny.
“From my understanding, dating is not the same as going on dates.” He furrowed his brow and shook his head. “I’m really confused on that point though.”
“What do you mean?”
Even when he frowned, he was a beautiful creature. “I am going out on dates. But I’m not dating anyone. Does that make sense?”
“Yeah, that’s normal. You’re dating, but not anyone in particular. Unless you do have someone you’re seeing on a regular basis?”
