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lot.’
    ‘What does it explain?’ Irritation swept through Rebekah at Dante’s complacent expression.
    ‘Why you got involved in the situation with Alicia, for a start. Your boyfriend let you down—I assume he was unfaithful with the “someone else”—and now you think all men, including me, are untrustworthy like him.’
    ‘You
are
untrustworthy.’ Rebekah did not know how they had got into this conversation, or where it was leading, but she recognized the truth in what Dante had said. Gareth’s betrayal had rocked her comfortable world and made her doubt her judgement. ‘In fact, you are a hundredtimes worse than Gareth,’ she said hotly. ‘You never stay with one woman for longer than five minutes.’
    ‘True,’ Dante agreed unrepentantly. ‘But I never cheat. I have a strict rule of one woman at a time, and I always end a relationship before I start another one. I’m completely upfront at the beginning of an affair that I’m not looking for permanence. Surely that’s better than stringing a woman along and building up her hopes that I might make a commitment to her?’
    ‘In other words, you’re a paragon of virtue when it comes to relationships,’ she said sarcastically.
    ‘I’d like to think so,’ he replied seriously. ‘I certainly don’t deliberately set out to hurt anyone.’
    Morosely, Rebekah pushed her plate of barely touched dinner aside. Maybe Dante was right. Maybe it was better to have an affair with someone who was adamant they did not want a deeper relationship than to trust that if a man said he loved you he meant it.
    Dante’s voice intruded on her painful thoughts. ‘Your relationship must have ended some time ago, and you moved to London. How’s the new start going—are you seeing anyone?’
    ‘Not currently,’ she muttered, wishing she could turn the conversation away from her personal life.
    Dante leaned back in his chair and sipped his wine while he appraised her. ‘Don’t you think you’ve spent long enough moping over the guy in Wales? You need to get out and socialise. And I suggest you update your wardrobe. Without wanting to be rude, you’re never going to attract a man in the frumpy clothes you wear.’
    Anger boiled inside Rebekah like molten lava. ‘My clothes are not frumpy; they’re smart and professional.Would you rather I served your dinner dressed like a burlesque dancer?’
    ‘Now there’s a thought,’ he said softly.
    The wicked glint in Dante’s eyes caused a flush of rosy colour to spread across Rebekah’s cheeks and the atmosphere in the dining room prickled with an inexplicable tension. Her breath caught in her throat and she unconsciously moistened her lower lip with the tip of her tongue. She watched Dante’s eyes narrow and, to her shock, she felt a spark of electricity sizzle between them.
    Startled, she dropped her gaze, and when she looked at Dante again his expression was shuttered and she wondered if she had imagined the flash of sexual awareness in his eyes. She shoved her hands under the table to hide the fact that they were trembling. ‘Anyway, I do socialise,’ she told him, annoyed by his accusation that she spent her free time moping about the house.
    ‘You’re hardly likely to meet a new man at an evening class in pottery,’ he said sardonically.
    ‘I don’t recall saying I wanted to meet a new man.’
    ‘So are you going to allow one failed relationship to affect the rest of your life?’
    ‘No … but …’
    ‘You can’t live in the past, Rebekah. You need to move on.’
    She frowned. ‘Are you speaking from experience?’
    He gave her a bland smile, but she noticed that his eyes had hardened. ‘I’m a playboy, remember?’ he mocked her. ‘I don’t have a problem moving on to the next affair. Seriously, though, I’m sure it can’t be easy to move to a big city and make new friends. I could introduce you to a few people. In fact I’m attending the first night of the new musical that’s opening in the