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nightclub was elegant and
rich in design and furnishings. Crystal lights winked from the
ceiling at different levels, looking like stars across a black
velvet sky. The lighting was low, the atmosphere romantic.
    When Zach had pushed in her chair he took his
own seat and settled back in it, watching Christy. She felt warm
beneath his gaze and tried not to show how much he unsettled her...
And how much he turned her on.
    She wanted him to kiss her like he used to.
Taste him and drink in his masculine scent.
    He was even sexier than she remembered. She
wanted to slide her hands over his chest, shoulders, and biceps
like she used to and feel his hard muscles as they flexed beneath
her palms. His short black hair needed to be mussed and she knew
just how she would like to do it.
    She would massage his back the way he liked,
and rake her nails down his spine. He had taught her many things
that he loved, with the exception of what had come between them.
But he had pleasured her more than any man had since.
    No one could ever measure up to Zach
Nikas.
    A server showed up at the table, knocking
Christy out of her fantasies. The elegant woman had skin as fine as
brown silk and eyes almost as dark as Zach’s. She had a lovely
smile as she looked at Zach.
    “What may I get for you, Mr. Nikas?”
    “We’ll have a bottle of the Hirsch Vineyards
Chardonnay,” Zach said.
    The server nodded and smiled again. “Right
away, Mr. Nikas.”
    “Thank you, Brandi,” he said and then she
gave a little bow and left.
    Zach turned his attention fully to Christy.
His gaze locked with hers. “I’ve thought about you a lot over the
years.” He said it like he meant every word of it.
    “Well, I told you already, I’ve thought a lot
about you, too.” Christy smiled. “It’s hard to believe it’s been
eight years.”
    “So tell me, Christy.” He leaned back. “What
did you learn from your research?”
    “I learned that it isn’t so freaky, just
kinky.” She thought back to what she liked about the things she’d
seen and read. “Losing control is appealing. Not to just anyone. To
someone who is like you are, Zach. Strong, outgoing, accomplished,
passionate about what you do and like.”
    He studied her as if examining every word she
said and filing it away.
    “Do you do it much?” She squirmed a little in
her seat as she asked the question. She wasn’t sure she wanted to
know the answer.
    “I have played with a lot of women,” he said.
“It’s a part of the date for me, if I feel a connection with the
person. It doesn’t happen with everyone.”
    “Mr. Playboy, eh? Do you think you’ll ever
settle down?” she asked.
    “I have no problem settling down.” His eyes
met hers and they were full of meaning. “When I find the right
woman, I will.”
    She bit the inside of her lip before she
spoke. “When I saw what you had—gags, blindfolds, cuffs, and so
many other things…I didn’t know what to think. And then the
pictures of the bound women…and some of the equipment you
used…”
    “I’ve added a lot of play toys since then,”
he said. “It might frighten you off again… But it is a passion for
me.”
    She swallowed. “Control is a passion for you,
too, isn’t it,” she stated.
    “Yes it is, Christy.” He gaze was dark,
intense. “Control my way.”
    “I am not into the master slave thing
though,” she said.
    “Don’t worry about that. It is not my thing
either.”
    “I think I can handle whatever you’ve got.”
What was she saying?
    His lips twitched as if he was holding back a
smile.
    At that moment, the server brought over the
bottle of wine, showed it to Zach and poured just enough for him to
taste. When he accepted it, the waitress poured them each a glass
and left the bottle.
    “To the auction.” Zach said with his sexy
smile as they toasted.
    From the first sip of the wine, Christy knew
it was an expensive one. It was an amazing wine with an incredible
flavor.
    “When I saw that you were