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looks, he was everything she could ask for in a man. And being sexy as all hell helped as well. Alexis ached to explore his hard body, to learn what really turned him on.
    She pulled her wayward thoughts back to less provocative things as Konner sat in his chair across from her. “Are you feeling better?” she asked.
    He nodded. “Yes. The cold water helped. I’ve never had a headache come and leave so quickly.”
    “Maybe you’re coming down with something. Do you want to end our date early?”
    “No. I’m fine.” Konner’s gaze met hers. “I was going to suggest we do something else after we eat, like going to a nightclub, but how would you feel about going to my place? We can play some video games,” he said with a smile. “See who the better gamer is.”
    Alexis had the distinct impression that if she said yes, playing video games wouldn’t be the only thing they would be doing. Not that that bothered her. She’d use any excuse to get someplace alone with Konner.
    “All right. You’re on,” she said. “So what does the winner get?”
    Heat flared in Konner’s eyes. “Anything they want.
    Within reason, of course.”
    “Of course.”
    Alexis would try her damnedest to be the winner.
    The thought of telling Konner to take his clothes off while she watched sent a flood of warmth through her body. Though ending up the loser would more than likely be something she’d enjoy as well. The way his gaze seemed to eat her up as he stared at her, Konner’s thoughts could be going down the same road as hers.
    “Then we’re on?” he asked in a voice that had gone a little husky.

    “Definitely. Just be prepared to get your ass beat.”
    “You’re pretty confident you’ll win. You’ve never played against me before. I might be the one beating your cute ass.”
    She gave him a smile. “We shall see.” Even though it was an offhanded remark about her ass, a thrill still went through Alexis to know Konner thought it was cute.
    They finished the rest of the food. To speed things up a bit, Alexis packed in the chopsticks and picked up the rolls with her fingers. Konner paid their bill, and they were soon outside getting into his car.
    When they reached the Southport Corridor neighborhood, Alexis realized Konner had never said what he did for a living. Whatever it was, she had a feeling it paid really well. That was proven correct when he pulled into the driveway of a majestic-looking Queen Anne house that sat on a large corner lot. The property had black wrought-iron fencing all around it. It also looked to be worth a fortune. Konner parked in front of a two-car detached garage and shut the engine off.
    Alexis waited for him to come around and open the door for her. Konner seemed to be a gentleman that way, always opening and closing it. With a hand on the small of her back, he guided her to the double doors at the front of the house. Inside, they stepped into an entranceway that had mosaic floors.
    “How big is this place?” she asked as Konner shut the door they’d come through behind them.
    “It’s sixty-four hundred square feet.”
    “That’s huge. I guess you don’t have to worry about feeling you’re running out of space.”
    Konner chuckled. “No, I don’t. Come on. I’ll show my media room. That’s where I have my systems set up.” He led her to a door that had a flight of stairs going down to what turned out to be a finished basement. Her eyes widened when she took in the catering kitchen.
    “Someone could use this basement as an apartment with the kitchen and all.”
    “I like my privacy too much for that, and I don’t need renters to pay for the place. Besides the kitchen and media room, I have a thousand-bottle wine cellar down here as well.”
    She blinked. “A thousand bottles? You can’t have that many down here.”
    Konner chuckled. “No, I don’t. The cellar is more for a wine collector, which I’m not.”
    He led her to his media room. There was a large LCD
    television