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arms crossed over her chest and wondered when she had agreed to have dinner with him. This was crazy! She should demand that he pull over the vehicle and let her out.
     
    Just as her head turned towards him and her mouth opened up, he stopped her with a simple denial. “No,” he said, obviously reading her mind.
     
    Helen decided to play dumb, give herself time to formulate a response. “No, what?” she asked, knowing he couldn’t really be reading her mind.
     
    “No, I’m not letting you out of the car. So sit back and enjoy the ride. We’ll be at the restaurant in a moment.”
     
    Helen tried not to show her increased irritation at the accuracy of his mind reading but she couldn’t help the small breath that he heard. “How did you…?” she started to say.
     
    He laughed, enjoying the expressions flitting across her face. She was beautiful yes, but still young and everything she was thinking was transparent on her face. “Your eyes darted to the door handle and then scanned the sidewalk, Helen. I didn’t have to read your mind. Reading your body language and facial expressions is easy enough.”
     
    He chuckled at her disgruntled expression, then let his eyes go lower. Did she realize that her arms were pushing her breasts higher? That he could see her nipples through the thin layer of her shirt? Did she have any idea how desirable she looked right at the moment?
     
    “What do you do, Mr. Dionysius?” she asked, desperately wanting some way to get him to stop looking at her. She was embarrassed that he could read her so easily and wanted to figure him out as well. Any clue she could garner from conversations that might give her the upper hand, if only for a moment, would make her feel much better, more in control.
     
    “Call me Alec, Helen. And what do you think I do?”
     
    Helen shrugged her shoulders. “I can’t imagine. I’m guessing you’re pretty awful.”
     
    “Why would you say that?”
     
    She smiled impishly, loving the fact that she was about to give him a good set-down. “Obviously a lot of people hate you. Otherwise, you wouldn’t need the extra body guards. I’m guessing they’re here to keep the throngs at bay?”
     
    Alec laughed softly. “Yes, at times, they keep the paparazzi out of the way. But they have other purposes.”
     
    “What would those other purposes be?” she asked, wishing she knew who he was. She felt at a disadvantage. He looked like he knew so much, whereas, she barely knew his name.
     
    “I don’t think you want to know,” he said simply and enjoyed the frustration in her beautiful green eyes. He wasn’t just being annoying. He didn’t want to worry her about the potential threats that he received occasionally or the fact that, due to his wealth, there was a constant threat of kidnapping. They might live in the civilized world where these things were more rare. But they weren’t unheard of and unscrupulous people would do a lot for even a fraction of the money in only one of his bank accounts.
     
    Helen eyed him carefully before shrugging and looking down. “I probably don’t although leaving it that way leaves much to the imagination.” She laughed and peeked back at him before saying, “I can imagine a lot of things people might want to do with you.”
     
    Alec threw back his head and laughed before his amused glance settled back on her delicate features. “Yes, and I can imagine several things I would like to do with you,” he countered and was rewarded by seeing her soft skin turn pink once again.
     
    She should never have dared to challenge him, she thought to herself. He could dish it out much better than she could. “More evidence that you need those guards,” she grumbled. “You never mentioned what you do, Alec. I’m guessing you’re in investments or something boring like that.”
     
    “Why are investments boring?” he asked, not confirming or denying her question.
     
    Helen shrugged. “I don’t know. It just