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eyes down to her plate as she moved the food around.
    “So, tell me about yourself,” Richie said, trying to get their conversation on track.
    “What do you want to know? How I got into porn?” She looked up to him, challenging him.
    “Hey, hey, now,” he began softly. “I’m sorry for the interruptions. That’s why I never come here anymore.”
    “So why did you agree?”
    “Because you wanted to come here and I told you if you agreed to have dinner with me I’d take you anywhere you wanted to go.”
    She slowly nodded. “I did.” She let out a breath. “I’m sorry. So, yeah… Um… How I got into porn, right?”
    Richie smiled at seeing her relax. “We’ll get to that. I want to know you. Where did you grow up? Your accent tells me it’s somewhere in the northeast, right?”
    She nodded. “Right. New Jersey.”
    “What exit?” he quickly said with an amused look on his face.
    She laughed. “Ah, you know that one?”
    He nodded as he let out a short loud laugh, feeling good about himself for getting her to laugh. She looked even more beautiful when her face lit up.
    “I’m from Marlboro. Left home for L.A. after I graduated High School.”
    “The old, I’m going to be a star thing or something?”
    Now she let out a short laugh. “Or something. My parents divorced when I was twelve and when my mom remarried I became… uh… forgotten.” She shrugged.
    “Only child too?” he asked
    “You’re an only child?”
    He nodded.
    “No, I have an older brother. He opted to live with my father after the split. He’s married now to my best friend and lives in Florida with their two kids.”
    They paused their conversation when the bus boy came to clear the table. Again, right behind him was the waiter and he handed them dessert menus.
    “How was your meal, Mr. Warren?”
    “Delicious. Thank you.”
    “And the lady?” The waiter swung his head to Simone.
    She nodded. “Yes, mine was delicious too. Thank you.”
    After trying to coax her into a dessert, which she refused, he ordered two coffees. And during coffee when she explained she had moved out here because her father lived here, the chef who owned the restaurant came over.
    “Mr. Warren, “It’s wonderful to see you again.”
    “You too, Mario,” Richie said as he shook Mario’s outstretched hand.
    “I hope everything was to your liking?”
    “Indeed, both the lady and I enjoyed our meals. The steak was cooked just the way I like it, thank you.”
    Mario nodded. “It was my pleasure. We do hope to see you again. I’ve instructed the waiter to bring you two glasses of your favorite cognac, on the house. Enjoy and have a wonderful evening.”
    “Thank you.”
    As they walked through the restaurant on their way outside, Richie held Simone’s hand. He loved how soft it was and the way it fit in his. And as soon as he walked her through the front door, he pulled her over to the side of the door and with his free hand, caressed her face as he kissed her lips. Soft, so soft, he thought.

Chapter 6
     
    Richie helped Simone out of his black Maserati. That Gran Turismo MC was his baby when he was in town. He watched as she scanned the expansive underground garage.
    “Is that a Ferrari?” she asked, pointing to the sleek red sports car parked in one of the eight or nine parking spots.
    “Yeah.”
    “Those are beautiful cars.”
    “That’s not a car. That’s a driving machine.” He grunted and smiled as he pushed her against the car they had gotten out of and wrapped his hands around her waist. She threw her arms around his neck as she giggled.
    He swiped his tongue along the seam of her lips and she opened up, taking his tongue, meeting it with her own, and he pushed his body into her, letting her feel just how turned on he was. He was so turned on it started to hurt. He couldn’t wait to have her under him, and the way she responded to his kiss and touch, he knew she was just as turned on.
    Before ending the kiss, he gently bit