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the room. There were candles lit around the room but not on the table. It made the room intimate but not romantic, I liked it.
    I took a seat and waited for Jack to come back before I poured the wine.
    Moments later Jack walked to the table with two large white plates and placed one in front of me and one at his place setting. It had a seared tuna steak and some griddled cherry tomatoes. I could see a dressing drizzled over the tuna and tomatoes, and I couldn’t wait to taste it.
    I dipped my little finger into the juice and sucked it into my mouth. It tasted sharp and then made my mouth warm. I closed my eyes to the sensations that were invading my mouth. It was fabulous, a hint of lemon to start and then the hot chilli bite to follow.
    “You looked beautiful just then, lost in the bliss of the flavours. I wish I could have taken a photo as you drew out your finger from your puckered lips.” He said his voice low and lustful.
    “It was beyond what I was expecting, it tastes amazing, did you make the sauce?”
    “Yes I did, I made it all, eat up before it gets cold. Would you like some wine?”
    I nodded but stopped him at half a glass. I wanted a clear head for tonight. I noticed that he hadn’t poured himself a drink, and he was sipping on iced water.
    “Are you not drinking Jack?” I asked.
    “I don’t drink when I have a play date, I had a horrible experience with a date and alcohol years ago and vowed not to mix the two.” He advised me.
    I didn’t want to know what had happened, so I didn’t ask him to elaborate, I helped myself to salad and began to eat the dinner he had made us. It was all delicious.
    We chatted through dinner, the subject mainly on my writing and why I chose to switch from clean romance to erotica. I successfully evaded going any deeper than the basics that could be read on my website. I’d started writing three years ago just after I got married as an outlet to my everyday life. Then after a lot of cajoling from Cecily I decided to change the genre of my books. The downside to this was that I had no knowledge of the sex scenes I wanted to write.
    “I’ve been asking you to come to Scotland for months, why did you decide to come now? What changed your mind? You were so firm that we would never meet until a month ago.”
    “My life changed, and my best friend tricked me into taking you up on your offer.”
    “Well, I’m glad you’re here. Have you finished eating?” He asked me.
    “Yes, that was delicious, let me help you with the dishes.”
    “Leave them there, I’ll remove them later. I want to get you ready, they should be here very soon.”
    “They?” I asked with a shaky voice, I was not expecting two people so soon in the week. I’d listed it as one of the scenes I would like to see but thought he would build up to that.
    “Yes, they.” He said in a firm not to be argued with tone. His whole demeanour had changed, he seemed taller, stronger in his stature. I was not about to question him further.

Chapter Fifteen
     
    I followed him down the hallway to his bedroom, and he turned around to face me as soon as I was in the room. He cupped my cheeks with his big warm hands and stared down at me, not uttering a word but pleading me with his eyes. I didn’t know what he was trying to convey to me.
    “What?” I said.
    “I still cannot figure it out, what are you not telling me?”
    I watched as his eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips and back again, he began to lean in. Almost at my mouth, I could feel his breath on my lips, and I felt my eyes flutter close. I tried my best to resist this happening, but I was powerless to his pull. Just when I thought our lips would touch the doorbell buzzed, and we jumped apart. Our chests were heaving in and out from our heavy breathing. I stared at him, looked deep into his eyes, trying to read what he was feeling at that moment. All I could see was pain, was it that awful that he nearly kissed me?
    “Stay right there, don’t