“What kind of dinner would this be? Business or a social call?”
James stands up and comes to get into my space.
“Whatever you want it to be, doll.”
I frown at his use of the world “doll.” I want to get after him, but he’s giving me this incredible sexy grin. It’s hard to go up against that grin, so I drop my feminist attitude to give him my best sexy smile.
“I don’t know if this is going to be business or personal… but I’d like to join you for dinner.”
I see a quick look of relief on James’ face. The relief is quickly erased, and James resumes his brash confidence.
“See you tonight at eight o’ clock.”
I nod and when he turns to go, I can’t take my eyes off of him. This is going to be an interesting “date” indeed.