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across the small outdoor table and took Morgan's hand. The
gesture was sweet, yet always felt a bit foreign when a new client
would touch her in a familiar way. She didn't find it unpleasant,
and the feel of his warm hand broke the ice even more between them.
    “I'm
glad. Now... dinner or more shopping?” He didn't let go of
her fingers when his question ended, and she found that she liked
that as well.
    Morgan
looked around, as if the answer had been floating in the air above
them, then looked directly at his handsome face again. “My two
great loves.. how could I choose just one?” They laughed, even
as Ian stood and pulled her to her feet. He finally let go of her
hand, then slid his arm slowly around her waist and brought her
closer.
    “I'll
not ask the lady to choose.” He leaned down and softly pressed
his lips to hers, and Morgan leaned closer until their bodies touched
in all ways possible in public. His lips were so soft, and moved in
a way that let Morgan know what her the rest of her day would be
spent doing, at least, after they ate.
    The kiss was broken when Ian felt as if one more moment with the
beautiful girl would end in an embarrassing situation that he'd have
to walk off in front of dozens of people. “We'll get something
close by, and you can shop all you want.” He kissed her one
last time, and Morgan held on to his waist as he tried to pull away.
    “Just
one more thing,” she stood on her toes and whispered into his
neck, “if you intend to give me what I want, then I'll expect a
lot more of that when we get back to the room.” Morgan meant
it... because she wanted to. He cleared his throat and was more than
just tempted to take her back to the hotel right then, but the
gentleman in him got the situation under control.
    “Food,
shopping, then......” he raised one brow at Morgan, and she
nodded as a smile took over her pretty face. He knew just the place
to take her, and Morgan knew when they walked into the restaurant
that he hadn't chosen the place simply for the fact it had good,
authentic local cuisine. She knew his reasoning of the dark ambiance
when his hand slid to her thigh underneath the table after they were
seated. She was thankful for the dim lighting because nobody would be
able to see the instant flush to her cheeks either. It was quite dark
inside, but still filled with a wonderful display of colors. Red and
yellow tiles lined the edge of the bar and each table, as well as the
dimly lit lamps hanging above them.
    “You
think you're sneaky?” She raised an eyebrow at him, then placed
her hand over his. She still wasn't quite used to a man touching her
so soon, but she didn't mind at all. In fact, she liked the way his
hand warmed her leg through her jeans...as well as warming other
areas of her body at the same time. Morgan knew that Julianne's other
girls could probably jump right into their client's bed, and not
think twice about it. Perhaps someday she could be that professional , but for right then, she rather enjoyed the
butterflies that Ian caused to stir within her.
    “I
can not do this if you'd like,” he spoke quietly, then
dared to lift his hand, and Morgan quickly placed it back on her
thigh. He smiled at her silent answer, then gave her leg a soft
squeeze before bringing his attention to the server. She let him
order for her, hoping she could trust his decision. Morgan almost
giggled when she recalled the tiny penises Fane had ordered for her
and hoped Ian's choice was better.
    “So,
since we're both pretending to be mature adults and acting as if
we're not thinking about this evening,” Morgan rested her head
on her curled up fist and eyed her handsome client, “tell me
about yourself.”
    Ian
put his head back and laughed. The girl spoke what was on her mind,
he could certainly admire that. “You keep looking at me like
that and we'll have to skip the shopping.”
    “Okay,”
she told him, then brought her eyebrows together tightly and put a
fake scowl