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feeling Charlotte was very, very right. She would just have to be right for someone else. Someone younger, with more time on his hands.
    The tent in his pants told him that his body wasn’t listening to all of the reasoning he was doing in his head. She tempted him, beyond words, and he knew he was going to ache until he had her. Or until she was mated to someone else and out from under his roof. At least, that’s what he told himself, but there was this little voice in the back of his head that whispered, You’ll always want her, even when she moves out… because she’s yours .
    Stupid voice. Stupid male. He had it bad, and no matter what kind of pep talk he gave himself, he’d be better off admitting the truth and learning how to deal with it. Because hiding wasn’t going to be an option.

Chapter Five
     
    He made her laugh. Charlotte was certain that wasn’t his intention, but it was true nevertheless. She’d smiled more around Borgoz than she had in months, possibly ever, but the silly man seemed to think he wasn’t the right guy for her. He’d brought up council members or high ranking males several times during their meal, and she humored him by listening and commenting where she could, but really she wanted to take her plate and bash him over the head with it.
    No matter what his lips said, his eyes said he found her every bit as fascinating as she found him. When she’d gotten up to use the restroom, he hadn’t been able to hide the erection tenting his pants, so it was obvious he found her attractive. She just wasn’t sure how to get him to act on it. And she wanted him to!
    Charlotte had had boyfriends over the years but few and far between, and none were anything like Borgoz. They were boys playing at being men. But she could tell by the serious set of his lips, the determined tilt of his chin, that he was a man who took responsibility seriously. And therein lay the problem. He’d promised her father that he would find her someone influential to marry, but it seemed he’d taken himself off the list. Who could be more influential than the Chief Councilor? And yet, he was determined to push her off on someone else.
    Well, she had news for him. She was having none of it! One way or another, she was going to make him realize they could have something wonderful together. He didn’t wince when she spoke in her strange way, and if she asked him to repeat something, he didn’t get annoyed about it. He’d been amused at her hesitance to eat the alien fare brought to their table, but when she’d seemed truly concerned, he’d offered to take her somewhere else, a place that offered Earth cuisine.
    “You’re staring,” he said.
    Charlotte blinked and then blushed, realizing she had been staring at him, and probably for quite some time. She tried to drag her gaze away, but she found herself looking into his mesmerizing, pansy-colored eyes once more. If anything, he seemed amused by it. Amused was good, right? It meant he was happy spending time with her.
    “Thank you for taking the time to show me around and have a meal with me,” she said, trying to think of something to say.
    “I’ve enjoyed our time together,” he said softly. And she could have sworn she heard him mumble too much , but she couldn’t be certain. Since he wasn’t speaking English, she couldn’t read his lips.
    “You don’t have to take me shopping. I’m sure whatever I brought will be fine. I don’t intend to go out into society very much. I’ve found that social activities tend to be awkward for me, sometimes embarrassing. I’d rather avoid them.”
    “I promised your father I would find you an influential mate. But a male of that caliber is going to require you to attend functions at his side and play hostess in his home. Your father assured me his daughter knew how to handle those situations.”
    Charlotte nibbled her lower lip. “Father was speaking of Charity. She’s been groomed to become the wife of someone