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    She kissed him softly one last time, making him want more, but then stopped.
                 
    “Let’s stay. There’s plenty of time for this later,” she whispered coyly back.
                 
    She saw the intensity in his eyes soften. He kissed her hand and then they began checking their appearances, taking turns laughing and helping the other straighten up.
                 
    “I think we’re feeling like teenagers again tonight,” she said as he helped her out of the limo.
                 
    “It’s better that you didn’t meet me as a teenager, actually,” he said, winking playfully.
                 
    “Oh, is that right?” she feigned awe. “Would you not have treated me like a lady then?”
                 
    He laughed. “I think I just would have already treated you like one and left.” He squeezed her hand reassuringly.
                 
    She laughed, but was caught on a thought. So he must have been with a whole lot of girls; and he was formerly a womanizer. She assessed how she felt about this, and quickly decided it was not enough of a black mark to let it ruin the entire evening – people can change, after all.
     
    As the waiter led them to their table, she kept imagining how nice it would be for Richard Greene to treat her like a lady. She could not keep her mind off the thought of his lips on her own. Hot and wet, with the perfect balance of tenderness and spice. She imagined his kisses traveling further down her neck and then stretched the memory to a fantasy by watching his mouth continue traveling down, hitting the high points along the way. Her body shivered as she felt a chill from her heated reverie.
                 
    “Are you cold?” Richard asked, ready to offer his jacket.
                 
    “No, no,” she hurried. “I just had a shiver. It was nothing.”
                 
    “A shiver?” he asked.
                 
    “You know,” she said, wiggling in response.
                 
    He laughed out loud at that. “Cute,” he said, flashing a winning smile.
                 
    After Richard had begun ordering for them, Alexis realized that they were in a beautifully designed Italian restaurant of some kind. She did not even know the name of where they were, she thought, embarrassed at her lack of observance.
                 
    “So,” she said, leaning in. “You think since you speak Italian, you get to order for me?” she asked, peering at him jokingly.
                 
    He laughed, amused. “Honestly, I just thought I could order better.” He recoiled quickly from her outburst, “Ha, no, in all seriousness, I have been here several times and it’s my favorite restaurant in London. I know the chef, Giovanni. He told me what to order on the phone earlier.”
                 
    She smiled, surprised. She thought it was sweet that he had taken so much time to plan all this out, but she didn’t want to say or think anything too presumptuous.
                 
    The night went on, and they continually inched closer and closer to each other in the booth in between every course and glass of wine. By the time dessert and champagne came, they had been talking and kissing equal amounts of time for the entire length of the two-hour affair.
                 
    Alexis did not know why it felt so natural to be with him. He was so far out of her element, that she expected to have nothing in common with him at all. As nervous as she was about what may happen later on that night and what he expected after this, she really wanted it to happen. She hadn’t been with anyone since Brandon some five months ago. She wanted him and she felt like that was totally okay. She was curious to find out what he really thought of her though, but it suddenly seemed fine if she