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ghost. Or
maybe…on no! She probably looked horrible. Consciously, she smoothed her hair.
    I definitely look horrible.
    Angel had never seen such an attractive face that looked devious
enough to make any woman fall in love with him instantly. Not even Willy's
chiseled face could match this man's features. He must be over six feet tall
and a big fan of green salads. Must be , otherwise, he wouldn't have had that super lean shape.
    "Ciao, bella," he greeted.
    His voice , soft and so masculine, caressed Angel's skin. It also
brought her back to her senses. "Oh, God . Please don't tell me you don't speak English. I just
had a row with the cab driver who pretended not to know English at all. Let me
tell you , I
offended the poor man because he kept saying no English. I insulted him. So don't
make me insult you, too."
     "Ciao--"
    "Fine. Ciao to
you, too. I come in peace. I suppose it doesn't matter if you don't know squat
about my language. Just look at me as if I'm the most beautiful woman in the
world and I'll be fine with that. I might even stay here forever if you rubbed
my feet and lower back."
    The beginning of a smile tipped the corners of his mouth. His eyes
sparkled like a dancing candlelight flame. Jesus, this man was so irresistible
she couldn't stop staring back. He opened his mouth to say something, but she
beat him first.
    "I don't speak Italian. Sorry. You must know some English,
Mister Hottie. You do look exotic , but you're
in Seattle and must have heard the word Starbucks and Pink Door Condo. You can
just point and nod. This place doesn't look like a condo to me and not exactly what
I had in mind when I left North Carolina. Manfred owns a condo and not a restaurant.
So, Starbucks. Left or right? Pink Condo. Left or right?"
    The man's brows drew together. He looked confused.
    Lord, if he couldn't speak and understand English, she must have
sounded like a bird twittering in the bushes to him. "Alright." Angel
gave the man her sweetest smile. "Too bad you can't understand me. I was
going to ask you to make love with me while you whisper sweet sexy words in my
ears. But since you don't know English , then I
guess I'll just have to find someone else. You see, I need to prove that any
man can get satisfaction from me. Willy, the idiot, is wrong on that account
about me. Ha!"
    The man's lips thinned. Now he looked displeased.
    Maybe when she said idiot he thought she was referring to him. Oh,
well. "Sorry, I didn't mean you're the idiot. You don't look like one.
What you are is an ice cream anyone would want to lick." Angel sighed. "Nice.
This is the first time that I talked about my ex without getting interrupted.
Manfred would have been growling by now and Minnie, foaming around her mouth.
Manfred is my grandpa and Minnie is his sister. If you want to ruin their
moods, just say the name Willy. Anyway, about Starbucks. You know it is the
number one coffee shop in US. In fact, it is now a universal language when it
comes to coffee. I bet even the Amazon natives know the word. So I am assuming
that you, Mister Hottie , know it , too. Just point. Starbucks. Left or right? No?" Angel wiped
her forehead with the tips of her fingers. "Oh, God , I am dying of thirst. I just want a cold
frappuccino and maybe a big slice of coffee cake. Well, as much as I'd like to
sit here and talk to you, I have a condo to find. Nice meeting you."
      "I'll
send someone next door to get your frappuccino and a slice of coffee cake."
    Angel let out a tiny squeak. Lord
Almighty! He knows English. She tried to remember what she said earlier.
She called him a hottie and…did she offer to let him to make love to her? Annoyed,
she huffed , then
said, "You. Are. A. Fraud. What the heck is it about you
guys pretending not to know English? That's just annoying."
    "You, Miss Angel McCready, assumed that
I don't understand you. If you gave me a chance to talk I would have told you
that I could understand and speak English."
    "You greeted me in