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picked up her spoon to set to
work on her dessert. She finished quickly, enjoying it but desperately keen to
get out of the restaurant and see what Nicholas had in store for her.
    “Will
you do me a favour and wait outside for me while I settle the bill?” He skimmed
his thumb over her wrist one last time, then lifted it and placed a gentle kiss
to it.
    Belle shuddered
in anticipation. His lips were beautiful. She could tell just from that.
Whatever he looked like, she couldn’t wait to spend the night with him.
    ***
    Belle
shuddered as the cold winter air touched her skin. Snow had begun to sprinkle
from the sky, tickling her face. She pulled her jacket tightly about her and
waited. The night was dark and the restaurant kept their exit area dim so you
didn’t have to struggle with bright lights after the darkness of the dining
room. Her heart stuttered in her chest as she waited. Excitement and nerves
churned in her stomach. Was she really going to spend the night with a man she
barely knew?
    But, as
she’d already told herself, she knew enough. He wouldn’t be some crazed
criminal or he’d never have got past the club’s security checks. Even if they
only shared one night, she was willing to bet it was going to be amazing. If
just his knee could turn her on, then what could he do with the rest of his
body?
    Firm
hands suddenly touched her shoulders and she jolted. “Don’t turn around yet.”
    Belle
obeyed, shivers and thrills traversing her spin while he swept aside her hair
and laid his lips to the back of her neck.
    “I’m
very glad I bought you, Belle. I’ve been wanting you for a very long time. I’m
going to bring you a lot of pleasure tonight.” He nipped her ear and she
moaned. “But I need you to be open-minded and willing to put your trust in me.
Can you do that?”
    “Oh,
yes.”
    “Turn
around.”
    Licking
her lips, Belle held her breath and turned. She kept her eyes lowered, almost
fearful of what she might see. Normal feet in polished shoes. Strong legs—well,
she knew that already— and what looked to be a firm, flat stomach in a pretty
sexy suit. And then…
    “Shit!”
Her knees threatened to drop out from underneath her as the face of her best
friend—and flatmate—greeted her.
    Nick put
his hands on her shoulders to hold her up. “Hi, Belle,” he said, a sheepish
smile on his handsome face, the gruff voice gone.
    “Nick,
what the hell?”
    Oh God,
she’d just been rubbing herself against Nick! The man who had seen her at her
worse, who knew her better than anyone. They’d lived together for four years
after a friend had told her she knew someone who had a room for rent. Belle had
misheard and thought her friend had said Nicola, so she was surprised when it
turned out Nick was letting the room. But they’d got on instantly so she’d
decided to go for it. Nick had been her rock throughout her years of balancing
college and work. He knew her inside out.
    And now
that rock had crumbled.
    “Don’t
freak out.” His green eyes were imploring.
    “Don’t
freak out? Of course I’m freaking out! You… I… I just came on your knee!”
    “Yeah,”
he gave a half shrug, “that was pretty hot.”
    “Pretty
hot? I thought you were a stranger. Some rich businessman.”
    “I’m not
exactly a businessman but…”
    “What?
You’re rich?” She found the strength to tear away from him and swiped a hand
across her face. They both went to the same college though Nick was studying
veterinary science while she was studying horticulture. He’d told her his flat in
central London had been his inheritance which was why he didn’t have to work.
He planned to set up a veterinary clinic as soon as he qualified.
    “Look,
let’s just say I come from money. A lot of money. I’ve never really said
anything because I’m not really comfortable with it. But occasionally, a lot of
money can come in handy…”
    “Oh
yeah, really handy,” she replied bitterly. “Great for buying a date with