Sensual Secrets

He didn’t seem troubled. In fact, he looked satisfied, almost cocky. But then, when had she ever seen him when he hadn’t looked that way? What gave him the confidence? It shocked her to realize she had a crush on a man she didn’t know at all. It was only one step away from idolizing a rock star, which had always seemed foolish and a little pathetic. Was this any better? Taking a deep breath full of courage, she leaned forward and said, “Tell me.”

“What?”

“Your life.”

He laughed. “From conception or birth?”

“Birth is fine.

He laughed again, his rich baritone making her shiver inside. “I don’t think we’ll have time for my whole life.”

“Okay, then. Tell me the important things. The things that shaped you.”

His smile slackened as his gaze intensified. “You surprise me.”

“I do?”

“Don’t worry. That’s a plus.”

She didn’t want to talk about herself. There wasn’t much to say, after all. At least, nothing he would find interesting. But if she could get him talking, she could forget about herself. She might not be able to put two words together without blushing, but she wasn’t afraid to ask questions. “Please?”

He leaned back in the wooden chair, clearly debating whether he would oblige. If he didn’t, well, then, she’d deal with it, but she hoped it wouldn’t come to that. Most people loved to talk about themselves. She’d used the deflection technique for years, and it never failed her. Once her companions started talking, she could relax. Not only did she feel more comfortable, but she learned a lot, too. It amazed her how people would go on if they weren’t interrupted.

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