"I’m the only one on my floor. It’s…convenient.” His lips curled at the corners.
“Very much so.” Another sip. “And you have quite the uninterrupted view over Elliot Bay. Another convenience?”
“I enjoy waking up to nature on a morning. It’s very pleasurable.” The inflection on the last word reached out and grabbed hold of me.
“I’d imagine it is.”
I sat back while the waiter removed our plates and offered us the dessert menu. Ivan politely declined, instead requesting the bill.
“Tell me.” I leaned onto the table. “What else do you find pleasurable?”
His jaw ticked, and he reached out to cup mine. “Beautiful blond women who wear lacy, navy lingerie and do as they’re told.”
“How convenient,” I murmured, turning into his hand.
