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something that would bring her pleasure too, this body.
    ‘Are you serious?’ he asked.
    ‘That depends on how serious you are, Justin Yorke.’
    ‘Not at all.’ The way he looked at her changed. ‘I don’t, Vera. I never do now, and I don’t plan to again. I’m not the serious type, so if that’s what you’re asking…’
    ‘It’s not. Or it is. I’m no more interested in
serious
than you are. I’m not interested in anything beyond tonight. But I am, strangely, serious about tonight.’
    ‘You are a most remarkable woman, do you know that?’
    ‘Does that mean you’ll take me up on my offer?
    Justin smiled. The devilish smile. It had the same effect on her insides as before. ‘What if it turns out I’m not a good teacher?’
    ‘It’s a risk I’m willing to take. What if it turns out I’m not an apt pupil?’
    ‘It’s a risk I’m willing to take,’ he said softly into her ear. ‘But I don’t think it’s much of a risk. I think inside this delightful bad-girl exterior, there’s a very, very bad girl desperate to get out.’
    Vera shivered. She caught sight of herself in the mirror. Big eyes. Bright cheeks. Crimson mouth. Gold-sheathed curves. She liked. She liked even more the tall man in the dinner suit looking at her in the same way as she was looking at him. ‘I hope so,’ she said.
    He was smiling back at her, and frowning at the same time. Beguiled, but unsure. She felt a flare of heat low down inside. He wanted to. She could see that. She had felt that. Yet he hesitated.
    ‘Vera, you don’t know me at all.’
    ‘Darling, isn’t that exactly the point? One night. A dream that has nothing to do with reality. How can we refuse?’
    He laughed. ‘We can’t.’ he said, taking her hand and leading her out of the Mirror Ballroom towards the lift in the foyer.

Dream a Little Dream
    Vera was nervous. What had seemed so obvious, so certain downstairs in amongst the crowd, now seemed outrageous. Justin Yorke was a complete stranger. Though really, wasn’t that the point? Besides, he was clearly nervous too. That was somehow reassuring. They were the same, in an odd way. Both frigid. Now neither of them frigid. He wanted her. She wanted him. Dex was right, it was time they both found out if they could remember how to have fun.
    Justin closed the door to the Dream Suite behind them. They were in a small foyer with just one door. She opened it, and found herself in a huge room with an arched ceiling painted white, giving it the appearance of the inside of a liner, or a church. The floor was polished wood scattered with rugs. The marble fireplace was white. The furniture was all white leather. There were white roses everywhere. The air was heady with their scent. One wall was formed entirely of glass. Vera opened the door at the centre and stepped out onto the balcony. The night air was cool. Below them, London was spread out, a carpet of yellow light. It was far too bright for stars.
    ‘Are you nervous?’ Justin was standing just behind her.
    ‘Yes,’ she said baldly.
    ‘Do you want to change your mind?’
    ‘No.’ She turned from the view to the man. ‘Do you?’
    ‘No, but I need you to believe me that I won’t do anything unless you want me to. That you can tell me to stop, any time.’
    ‘Really? Any time?’
    Justin laughed. ‘The earlier the better, admittedly, but I’ll do my best.’ He touched her cheek. ‘What do you want, Vera? Tell me.’
    ‘You think you can make my dreams come true?’
    He laughed. A soft sound, more like a breath than a laugh. ‘For one night only, I will do my very best.’
    ‘For one night only. That is a very seductive idea. The Dream Suite,’ Vera mused. ‘Does that mean it’s not really happening?’
    ‘I think it can mean whatever we want it to mean.’
    ‘What about you?’ Vera smiled, reaching up to undo his bow tie. ‘You’re in the Dream Suite too. How do I make your dream come true?’
    ‘You tell me yours,’ Justin