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some
research on youtube and she convince her boyfriend, Patrick – he’s
an independent film-maker - to shoot a demo to run on the
website...and it just take off from there...”
    “ How often do you
shoot episodes?”
    “ Depends. It’s a
lot of prep work for me so...twice a month, sometimes three... We
shooting one next weekend, if you want you can come check it out,”
he offered casually.
    “ Really?” I tried
to contain my excitement. “I wouldn’t want to get in the way or
anything – do you usually have an audience?”
    “ Well...sometimes
yes. Depends how many hungry people I got hangin’ around... But
usually it’s just Lena, my camera-guy, my producer...sometimes I
get someone from my kitchen staff to help with prep and clean up
between takes and that kinda thing...” He paused, giving me another
one of his looks. “I could put you to work if you want, though – am
good at that.”
    I smiled. “I believe you –
just as long as you leave me behind the camera, I’ll be
fine.”
    He was studying me closely
again. “I don’t know about that.”
    “ What?”
    “ I think you’d do
pretty good in front of a camera.”
    I shook my head vehemently.
“No way, I have terrible stage-fright.”
    Ben kind of laughed. “Can
you cook?”
    I smiled. “Yes. That I can
do.”
    “ Good. I love a
woman who can cook.”
    I eyed him suspiciously.
“Somehow I would think that wouldn’t matter so much.”
    “ Why?” He eyed me
back. “I love food – you know this – so nothing could impress me
more...”
    “ Hmmm...” I was
playing with the stem of my wine glass. He was watching me. “Well,
maybe I will impress you one day.”
    He just kept watching me,
giving me that intense gaze of his.
    “ So what else
impresses you?” I asked slowly. “In a woman?” I lifted my eyes to
meet his.
    He leaned forward, propping
his elbows onto the table and then reached out ever so gently and
touched my fingers as I continued to twirl my wine glass. I stopped
suddenly and let let him pull my hand closer as he glanced down and
caressed it tenderly between his.
    “ Pretty hands,”
he said then, his fingers stroking each one of mine like he was
polishing some fine china. “Soft skin,” he added, before finally
looking up at me.
    The electricity between us
was finally so thick I felt like I was about to catch on fire. I
caught my breath. “That’s not a very long list...” I wanted to hear
more. Desperately. This man was doing something to me I never even
knew existed.
    He licked his lips – just
slightly. I barely even caught it but I felt myself get wet. Just
like that. He smiled again, squeezing my hand gently. “This all I
got so far...” He gestured with his eyes down to our interlocking
fingers. Then his eyes strayed back to my chest. “But that there
has been impressin’ me all night long...”
    I picked up my glass with my
free hand, guiding it gently to my lips as he watched. “So you’re a
breast man,” I teased. I had to try to cut some of this heat
between us before I lost it completely.
    He hesitated only for a
moment. “Right now I am. ‘Cause you sittin’ down.”
    I laughed. “Hmmm...good
answer. So it’s not too big for you then?” I couldn’t help but
ask.
    He raised his eyebrows,
looking a little taken aback by the question. “Too big?” He shook
his head slowly. “I don’t even know what that means,” he added
seriously. “Not in my vocabulary.”
    Shit. I loved how this man
talked. “Damn...” I let my breath out. “You know just what to say,
don’t you?”
    He didn’t say anything right
away. “Well...” He was still playing with my fingers, sending
electrical shock waves through my entire body. “It’s only the right
thing when you got the right person to say it to.”
    Our waitress returned
suddenly and distracted us for a moment, wanting to know if we were
ready for another round. Ben ordered us some more drinks, all the
while stroking and caressing my