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her tongue – potato and leek, she assumed.  He watched her closely.  She picked up her napkin, wiping her mouth.
    “Sorry.”
    “For?  I’ve seen you naked and done things to your body that, I’m guessing, not too many men have had the pleasure of, so please, don’t be coy with me.  If it feels good, by all means moan .”
    With just those few words, Mackenzie’s mood was altered, again.  The frustration was now coupled with desire as it coursed through her body.  His eyes twinkled with amusement.
    “Exactly.  You’ve done things to me that no one else has and I don’t even know your name!  Who are you?” she asked again, this time through a filter of frustration.
    “I’m whoever you want me to be.”  The stern look on his face annoyed her further.
    “Seriously?  You aren’t going to tell me?”
    “It’s only a name.  It has no bearing on who I am.  I can be-”
    “It’s a simple question,” she interrupted, her aggravation reaching new heights.  “The answer should be simple too.”
    “I assure you, there is nothing simple about me.”  He smirked.
    “Well, that much is obvious!”
    She watched him return to his soup.  After a couple of mouthfuls he looked up at her with a devilish smile.  What an arrogant ass!  This is ridiculous – he won’t even tell me his name?
    “You know what?  Screw this!  You sent for me and I came, didn’t I?  Doesn’t that afford me some basic courtesies?”  He stared back at her with zero expression and it infuriated her.  “I didn’t come here to play games with you.”  She groaned and threw her napkin down on the table beside her bowl.  Maybe Alex was right to tell me to stay away from him.   She pushed her chair back and stood.  Her stomach churned at the thought of actually leaving, so she was relieved when he spoke again.
    “ Mackenzie ,” he warned and she froze.  He stood from his chair too.  “Please sit back down,” he said sternly.  The authority in his voice did something she remembered from Friday night – it aroused her. 
    She hesitated for only a moment, before placing her bottom back on the chair.  He took his time getting comfortable.  The fire in her eyes when she glared at him only made him feel victorious.  He chuckled.  She is going to be so much fun!
    “I thought you liked my games,” he said, picking up his spoon again.
    He looked as sexy as sin with the smug look on his face.  Memories of ‘his games’ last Friday night came to mind.  Yes, I like his games… Gah!  He is as infuriating as all hell!   She pinned him with her stare, waiting for him to respond with his name.
    “Okay, I’m sorry…”  He looked at her, a sly smile reappearing on his face, before adding, “Please call me Sir.”
    The corners of her mouth involuntarily rose.  How does he do that? One look and my guard comes crashing down.   He made her head spin for so many reasons.  As annoying as he was, when he looked at her it sent pleasure through her body.  Every. Damn. Time.  She decided to rise above her annoyance and moved the conversation forward.  He wouldn’t be the victor here.  A name is just a label after all.  I can move on.
    In an attempt to let go of her frustration, she asked, “What do you do?” 
    He licked his lips thoughtfully, his eyes focused on hers.  They were voluptuous lips, with a shiny red gloss on them.  He couldn’t wait until she wrapped those around him.  He envisioned her on her knees, in that dress, lavishing his cock with that mouth.  He decided then – that was what she would do first tonight, right here at the table.  He refocused on her ostentatious green eyes.  They really were the most amazing things he had ever seen – too la rge for her face, flawless coloring, the dark, long lashes framing them – just impeccable.  Exquisite jewels.
    “I’m a business man,” he answered vaguely, knowing that it would piss her off.  He loved to see her riled, it was too