Chapter 100

The water stopped running in the bathroom and his insides immediately tightened. Sebastian snorted in disgust at himself. So much for all his dark vows. He was the one who was afraid. Afraid of losing her.

What to do for the best? he worried. More sex at this juncture seemed like overkill. Better she be made to wait a while. Restoke her fires. And his fuel. He was just a man after all, not a machine.

He would take her out to dinner somewhere. That would kill two birds with one stone. Give them both a rest and force her to make small talk with him.

Talking could be just as effectively seductive—and as intimate—as lovemaking. Talking broke down defences, created bonds, dispensed with misconceptions and brought about understanding.

Sebastian was dying to find out more about her. Maybe this was his chance, whilst she was all soft putty in his hands. Or she had been before he’d foolishly fallen asleep.

Yes, a good strategy that, taking her out to dinner.