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sundae. "Nope. She called me an American pig and threw me out last month."
    Nikki's grin widened. "What did you do to her?"
    Shrugging Grant popped the spoonful of sundae in his mouth. "She has a twin sister, I didn't know it wasn't her..." his voice trailed off and his smile widened.
    Nikki's smile fell momentarily. Suddenly she grabbed her cloth napkin and lashed his arm with it. "You're such a liar. You did not !"
    Laughing, Grant shook his head. "Nah. It just didn't work. She wanted someone who could be around and, as you know, that's not me."
    Despite their joking she could see the loneliness in his eyes. It occurred to her how hard the job must be for him, despite the excitement of travelling around the world. Never to be able to go home and have normal relationships; it would be hard on anyone. She reached across the table and took his hand in hers.
    Grant froze, a look of indecision crossing his face.
    Nikki held her breath, not sure if perhaps she was crossing the line with her advance. After what felt like an endless minute he interlaced his fingers with hers and flipped her hand palm upwards on the table. He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her palm. Nikki closed her eyes and basked in the feel of his soft lips on her flesh. Desire flared up within her once again. She exhaled with a low, ragged moan and opened her eyes.
    Grant was watching her, his grey eyes stormy and thick with desire, seeming to take in each and every inch of her features. His thumb caressed the palm of her hand, sending shivers shooting through her and she once again felt an intense throbbing in her pussy.
    "I have your present in the car, if you're done with that." He motioned to the sundae, which was melting in front of her.
    Nikki nodded. How could he make her feel so wanton and so full of desire from a simple look and caress? But he could. Her heart was beating so quickly in her chest she was sure it was about ready to explode. This was wrong, so wrong, but she wanted him so badly she didn't care.
    "Alright," He broke eye contact with her and motioned for the waiter to bring them the check.
    When the bill arrived, Grant paid and they left the restaurant. He offered his arm to her, and she happily accepted it, linking hers to his. He had taken off his jacket so she indulged herself in running her hands over the bare skin of his arm. His muscles rippled and flexed under her light touch.
    When they reached the car, he held her door open for her to get in. She slipped into the seat, and crossed her legs, allowing for her already short skirt to ride high on her leg, just an inch or two from exposing her thong underneath.
    His eyes ran up the length of her leg, then up her body to her breasts ,where they lingered a moment. Finally his eyes met hers and she saw the heat again; the raw fire under his stare. Another shot of heat ran through her and she was tempted to recline against the seat and spread her legs for him to get a better view of what she had to offer.
    But she didn't; she wasn't that forward.
    Clearing his throat, Grant closed the door, walked to the driver's side of the car and slid behind the wheel. Not saying another word he started the car and they sped from the parking lot.
    Nikki didn't ask where he was taking her; she didn't dare. She worried he would decide to do the "noble" thing and take her home, but soon realized he was going in the opposite direction, heading towards to the town's overlook. At the overlook you could see clear out onto the Atlantic Ocean for miles. On a night like tonight, when it was warm with a clear sky, a full moon and stars shining brightly; it would be a spectacular view.
    They drove the ten minute ride in silence, but Nikki would sneak peeks over at him from time to time. A couple of times he caught her staring, smiled at her and then turned his attention back to driving without saying a word. She couldn't help but feel amazed by how magnificent he looked with the moonlight dancing over his