Chapt. 48

"Hum, tantalizing lady," Dylan admitted. He couldn't lie on that.

He'd been insanely attracted to her from the time he'd set eyes on her days back even though his first impression of her contradicted what he had been hearing from jabberings. In a good way.

"Is that your stand?"

He could sense that she was a good person behind the cold and frightening mask. That which only made him want to know her more, in person. But she was still struggling to be discrete with her personal life. Perhaps he hadn't tried hard enough to persuade her that he had nothing but good intentions or perhaps she just didn't talk much.

So far, he'd succeeded in cracking her to speak despite the moody guise she performed, and that alone stirred him up in a way he couldn't understand. But that wasn't his only aim tonight. If he was supposed to prove to himself that even though his father's blood coursed through his veins, he was much more capable to treat women more than just sexual satisf