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being married but I am interested in his social life. I’ve taken note of his fingers, ring free and no tell tale tan lines.
    “ What is your favorite city?” I ask, changing the subject but still needing to hear him talk. It's been too long since I've dated and getting to know him is fun. Plus he has no idea what just the vibration of his voice does to me. If he only knew why I am blushing right now.
    "I think I would have to say my hometown, where I was born and raised. Paris, France is truly my favorite city in the entire world and yes I have been to most of them," he informs me. I'm surprised. I thought he was from London.
    "I thought the English hate the French, and why do you have a British accent if you are from Paris?" I ask, digging for more information on this mysterious man. That's why his accent sounded different than the others at the pub.
    "I was raised in Paris then I moved to London at sixteen before moving on to Oxford. My mother is French and my father is Dutch and English. I have a few different languages reeking havoc on my accent," he muses. I smile thinking about his lips and the way words roll off them, he makes everything sound sexy.
    "I like your accent Jude. When did you graduate?" I ask, wanting him to continue.
    "I left Oxford a number of years ago, I’ve been busy building my empire ever since," he tells me with a wink. Okay, he wants to keep his age a secret from me for now. He leaves me speechless, my parents would certainly approve. He's hot as hell and smart too. Do I really need to know more?
    "Tell me about you? Why are you staying in a hostel, for starters? That one I don't understand," he asks, his eyebrows raised in an inquiring fashion, making him look even manlier.
    "You know, just a few girls exploring Europe, backpacking style," I grin.
    "Uh huh, just a few very privileged girls who haven't learned how to take the tags off their backpacks and hide their Gucci labels from their wallets. I mean Eden, please, they had manicures, eyebrow waxing and facial peels before leaving on this trip. I'm telling you this because if I noticed then so did the thieves. If the four of you continue on this journey then please try and look more like starving students. The idea of someone taking advantage of you frightens me," he explained. Considering I don't even know if he is trustworthy, I'm suddenly frightened a little to continue. I hadn't even thought of those things. I suppose we do look like easy targets and here I am out alone with a complete stranger. He seems to catch my wary look as I glance back over at him. He smiles and holds his hands out for mine. I hesitantly place them in his. He runs his thumb over the tops of my hands and instantly my fear of him vanishes but I have to ask him, to confirm that I am safe with him.
    “ Am I your target Jude?” I whisper, feeling nervous. Reluctantly I pull one of my hands away and reach for my wallet, checking my pounds and credit cards. He laughs at my reaction, seeming to be pleased by my inspection.
    "You are safe with me Eden, I swear it. I have no intention of stealing from you or harming you in anyway. I like your smile too much, but seriously, what are you doing out with me? If I didn’t already see your back up over there I would be furious with you," he grins. He doesn’t frighten me and I knew he wasn’t a threat, at least not to my material possessions but maybe to my heart. I glance around the restaurant and spot my girls at a table a few rows down. Mariana winks at me and I stifle a laugh. I do love them. I turn back to Jude with a smile on my face.
    “ You are not my target Eden. I do not stalk naive female tourists or any tourists for that matter. I actually don’t stalk anyone,” he stammers, I can tell he’s feeling a little flustered. He takes a breath and looks into my eyes.
    “ I just happened to be at the right place at the right time, lucky enough to set my eyes on the prettiest woman I have ever seen. I couldn’t