Her Asian Billionaire’s Perfect Match

“I have work to do,” she said in a strangled voice.

“I need to see you later and I am taking you out to dinner before I feel your body underneath mine.” He told her urgently. “Don’t say no, I am not willing to accept that. I will pick you up at nine, wear something nice.” He hung up before she could say anything and Leonie leaned back against the headrest of the chair and took a deep breath. He had stirred her up and she could feel the hardness of her nip*les against the soft material of her bra.

It took quite a while before she could calm herself down to continue working. Damn him!

 *****

He took her to a restaurant she had never been to before. It was located in an upscale neighborhood with valet parking and someone who directed them to where they were to be seated. She had worn a clinging red dress with a plunging neckline and had combed her hair into a neat chignon secured at the side of her neck with a red flower. Her only jewelry was gold hoops in her lobes.

He waited until they were seated before he told her.”I never thought it was possible for you to look more beautiful but you have certainly achieved that.” He was wearing a dark blue suit with a light blue shirt minus a tie and he looked easily handsome and relaxed.

“Thank you.” She murmured, concentrating on the menu. It was entirely in French and apart from taking French classes in high school that was it for her.

“I can recommend the Normandy style French Onion soup, it is quite good,” he told her in amusement.

“Thanks.” She said putting down her menu and for the first time in her life feeling gauche and uncertain. “This is a very nice place.” She said looking around at the muted ambiance and the shaded lights that made it hard to pick out the other people there.

“It is,” he agreed. “I come here quite a bit whenever I have business associates from out of town.” The waiter had come and gone discreetly without making a sound and Leonie wondered if they were especially trained for that. He consulted her before ordering an aperitif and the waiter brought that to them with glasses of ice cold water.

“Tell me about you,” he urged as they sipped their drink.

“Why?” she asked bluntly, putting aside her glass.

“Because I want to get to know you better.” He said with an amused tilt of his lips. “Isn’t that what people do when they are on a date or have the rules changed?”

“We just had s*x John and we are certainly not in a relationship.” She told him wanting to make that clear to him and also to her in case she started to get ideas.

“You think what we did last night was just having s*x?” he leaned forward on the table forcing her to meet his gaze. “We touched each other’s souls Leonie and it was much more than the meeting of bodies and if you think that you are trying to fool yourself, you’re not doing a very good job.”

She was caught like a deer in headlights as she stared into his piercing dark eyes and she felt it as she did every time she was near him or even heard his voice. It was then that she felt the panic rising inside her and she knew she could not afford this to control her she had to put a stop to it. He was going to leave! Something screamed inside her head, just like your father did.

She took a deep fortifying breath and settled back against the soft padded seat. “It’s just s*x for me and it is not my problem that you want it to be something else. I enjoyed your body last night and if you want to share it with me again then I have no objections. Make no mistake, when all this is over I will get on with my life.”

He stared at her without saying a word and without saying anything he sat back and waited until they were served their meals.

She had a feeling he had not processed anything she just said.