mind barely processing the idea that Emil would take her hand for the first time and, hopefully, hold it in his the whole way to the restaurant. She took it and sighed softly when his big, calloused fingers closed around hers.
“I’ll take you to my favorite restaurant.”
For the thousandth time that day, Rebecca noticed how inconvenient it was that Segesvar was so small. It literally took them less than ten minutes to reach any place they wanted, and the same thing happened now, when her whole body was enjoying the warmth radiating from their joined hands. The restaurant was small, intimate, and there weren’t a lot of people on the terrace. In the middle of each table, there was an antique lamp with a single candle in it, and a small vase with a white dahlia. Becca had never been a romantic, but she had a feeling that seven days between the walls of this medieval fortress would change that forever. It was only her first day, and she was already so happy and relaxed to the point when she felt a bit lightheaded. They ordered the first two courses and Becca told the waitress she’ll think about the dessert. Waiting for the first course, Emil drank his beer and Becca took long sips from her apple cider.
“So, what do you want to know?” she asked. She rather liked this little game they were playing. It told her Emil was truly interested, and that was crucial if she wanted to end up in his bed. Or Emil in hers.
“Anything you are willing to share. I’m not picky.” He looked at her through his half empty glass. The small flame of the candle danced in her chocolate eyes as if her irises were its notion of home.
“Well… Let’s see.” She pretended to be in deep thought. “I’m 35, I work as an account in New York, I used to travel a lot before the two companies I’m currently running took over my entire life, and… oh yeah! I’m single.” She offered him a large smile, hoping he would catch her not-so-subtle proposal.
Emil smiled back, but didn’t make any obvious move. This woman intrigued him to no end.
“About that… How come a beautiful and successful woman such as yourself be single?”
Rebecca blushed at the simple, natural compliment. Yes, this kind of compliments she liked and could believe.
“I could ask the same thing about you,” she said.
Emil cocked and eyebrow. “Geez… I don’t know. I’ve been asking myself that for years. I am absolutely sure there’s a beautiful and successful woman hiding inside me. It blows my mind how people don’t see her.”
Rebecca laughed and drank the rest of her cider. “Stop that. You know what I mean.”
“I asked you first.”
She bit the inside of her bottom lip while circling the edge of her empty glass with the tips of her fingers. It was a tough question. Did they really need to go into this topic?
“I guess I just didn’t find the right guy.”
“Nah. There must be more than that.”
“All right.” She thought for a moment. “I am very busy. Sometimes, my day starts at 8 AM and ends at 9 PM, so I barely have time to throw my dinner in the microwave and take a shower before I crash. It’s one reason for which I’ve been unable to hold a serious relationship in the past five years.”
“I honestly doubt it’s your fault.”
“I didn’t say it was. I love my job and I’d never let anyone else run my accounting companies. I would, of course, find the time for a relationship if I found the right man. I am busy, but I’m not a workaholic. I know it takes two to make a relationship work and, eventually, build a family.”
“So, you want a family…”
“And children. At least one.”
Emil smiled. She was perfect. Perfect for him and his wolf. Strong, confident, independent… He could trust this woman with his heart and soul. He could trust her with his pups, because he knew she would be a fantastic mother and wife. Sadly, his plans didn’t include a mate. Not yet.
“What about you? Do you want to have children one