Dangerous Secrets

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Author: Lisa Marie Rice
Tags: Fiction, Suspense, Erótica, Romance, Contemporary
scouting out areas. I’m also looking to make some investments. I retired a couple of months ago from my job in a big brokerage firm and cashed in on the bull market before it turned south. I’d like to set up my own little boutique brokerage firm, but I haven’t decided where yet. All I know is that I wouldn’t mind eventually getting out of Manhattan. So my life is pretty much up in the air at the moment.”
    How clever of him, Charity thought. He managed to convey very neatly that he was single, well off, unencumbered, and willing to settle down here in a few short sentences. She had no idea if what Nick said was true or not, but it definitely got Emilio off his back.
    Emilio’s face relaxed. “Well, enjoy your evening. It was nice meeting you, Mr….,” he paused delicately.
    “Ames. Nicholas Ames. And the pleasure is mine.”
    Emilio stood as the waiter arrived with a bottle of Prosecco, two tall crystal flutes, and a platter full of delicacies with mouthwatering scents that he placed on the coffee table.
    Looked like Nick had passed some kind of test. And not just with Emilio.
    Charity popped a hot oliva ascolana , a stuffed, breaded, and lightly fried olive, in her mouth and barely kept from moaning. “Try one of these,” she urged. “They’re—”
    “Olive ascolane,” Nick said and she looked at him, surprised. He smiled. “I’ve got my own Emilio, back in Manhattan. Off Bleecker. Only his name is Mario and he comes from Ancona. Makes fabulous olive ascolane, and the best Bolognese sauce in the world.” He chewed thoughtfully. “These olives beat Mario’s, though. Hands down. That’s got to be our secret.” He winked again. “I don’t dare tell Mario. He’d ban me forever.”
    A log in the huge hearth broke apart, falling into fiery pieces in a shower of sparks. Heat blossomed in the room, painting her skin with its glow.
    It wasn’t just the fire warming her up. The fire was a convenient excuse for the heat, which had surged up inside her at Nick’s wink. Incandescent, almost shocking in its power.
    She could feel the heat from his body, more intense even than the heat from the fire. Or at least it felt that way.
    She wasn’t naive. Nick was flirting with her. It was mild, but unmistakable—the old man-woman game she’d once played so well and so lightly and had almost forgotten. How long had it been since she’d gone out to dinner with someone attractive and flirted? Way too long, to judge by her intense reaction.
    Had he noticed? Those deep blue eyes seemed so observant. It was very likely she’d flushed. Her skin was like a beacon advertising every emotion flitting through her.
    This wouldn’t do. Charity forced herself to sit back, still her nerves, and smile blandly into Nick’s eyes, when—shockingly—what she really wanted to do was climb into his lap,nuzzle her face up against that square jaw, find out with her hands whether he was as hard underneath that elegant suit as she suspected. Place her lips precisely against his throat, where she could see the fine line where his whiskers stopped. Feel his heartbeat against her mouth. Lick that smooth, tan skin.
    Whoa. Think of something else.
    By the time they’d made their happy way through the fried mozzarella balls, tiny calamari, and huge fried Pantelleria capers, their table was ready.
    Dario appeared as if by magic and escorted them to their table with a maximum of fuss. It was the best table in the restaurant and it took him a full ten minutes to get them settled. He seated Charity like an empress, whisked away a water glass with a spot on it as if it had been full of cockroaches, and guided them through their orders. He suggested that they let him take care of the wine. “Something special for you, Miss Charity.”
    He came back with a bottle of Barolo from their special reserve, uncorked it deftly, and poured a finger into Nick’s glass. But even though Nick nodded his pleasure, it wasn’t until Charity had sipped and
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