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beating at high speed. It was going to be interesting. Not only did she have the lack of hair issue on her mind, but also the fact that he’d lied, mingled between her thoughts. Sahara had no idea how she’d tackle them, and in what order.
    ‘Okay, here goes.’ She took in a deep breath , and opened the door. ‘Hi,’ she said quickly with a wide smile.
    He was startled a moment. It was everything about her that made him stop in his tracks, more so now.
    ‘I know the lack of hair might be a shock, it was a shock for me too.’ She giggled.
    ‘Urm…’ H e was lost for words. She was magical in everyway that he couldn’t even explain it. ‘It’s not that, it’s…’
    ‘What?’ S he frowned.
    ‘It’s you. There is something about you. Something I’ve never experienced with anyone.’
    ‘Well, I hope that’s a good thing.’ She smiled feeling a bit more confident.
    ‘Oh yes, it’s a good thing, and I like the hair cut, it suits you.’
    ‘Really?’ She touched the back of her head. ‘You’re not just saying that.’
    ‘I don’t think it matters what you do with your hair, you look amazing to me.’
    She laughed gently, he certainly was a charmer. He lifted a bottle of wine and handed over to her.
    ‘My way of apologising.’ He winced.
    ‘Ah, that!’ She gazed at the bottle. ‘I don’t drink, and you’re not going to get out of it that easily. You can’t bribe your way out of it. That is something you’re going to learn about me.’
    ‘Ah, maybe that’s the reason I like you so much.’
    Again she laughed. She wanted to be angry at him for what he’d done, but she couldn’t, but that didn’t mean he was going to be let off.
    ‘Perhaps a family member would like it?’
    ‘We’re not drinkers I’m afraid.’
    ‘Okay, I guess I’ll remember that for next time. Shall we?’
    She nodded and followed him to the waiting jaguar. The driver hopped out and opened the door for them.
    ‘Is this really necessary?’ she asked.
    ‘No, but I’m trying to impress you.’
    ‘It’s not working.’
    ‘I can tell.’ He jumped into the car beside her. ‘What would impress you?’ he had to ask, most women would be d oing the splits for him by now.
    ‘That’s for you to find out. Why would I make it easy for you, and besides, you need to make up for the lie.’
    ‘Ah, yes okay. I’m up for the challenge.’ He put the wine down and gazed at her a moment.
    ‘So tell me. Why did you lie?’
    He took in a deep breath. ‘I panicked.’
    ‘Why?’
    ‘Because I thought if I came clean, you’d never speak to me again.’
    ‘There was the possibility. I almost cancelled when I found out.’
    ‘I’m glad you didn’t, and I’m so sorry I lied.’
    She watched him a moment, the man was strikingly handsome, she couldn’t get over that.
    ‘Apology accepted, but I’m curious though. Where did you get the information?’
    He really didn’t want her to know, it would make him look worse t han who he really was. She raised her eyebrows at him and waited.
    ‘Will you promise to continue our date, if I tell you?’
    ‘It depends. I can’t promise anything.’
    ‘Fair enough.’
    ‘What matters is that I get the truth.’
    ‘Okay, here it goes.’
    He told her what he’d done, from the beginning to the end, and then he waited with baited breath, as if waiting for a bomb to go off.
    ‘So you’re a stalker?’
    ‘No, I’m not I promise. I was just really crazy about you and no one wanted to give me any information about you. Not even you.’
    She gazed ahead and thought about that a moment. There were so many questions, so many things she wanted to say and do, but then there was the feeling that he genuinely wanted to get to know her.
    ‘Okay, I forgive you, but don’t do it again. I don’t like it, it feels creepy.’
    ‘Yes ma’am, and I agree.’ He thought about it and realised the error of his ways.
    ‘So where are you taking me for this drink?’
    ‘Well I thought somewhere