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you want him to know you don't have anything better to do than wait around for him."  
    Faye slitted her eyes, taking Victor's words as a challenge. She didn't shy away from challenges. "Okay." She took her phone out and searched for Ray's number. She was glad she entered his name as 'John'.
    Her heart raced as she waited for him to answer.
    "Hi, John . How are you doing? … Good, thanks. Hey, I just wanted to know if you still want to meet up this week? … Saturday's not good for me. I have something else on … No, Friday's not good, either. I'm only available on Wednesday or Thursday … Thursday night? Okay, great … Yes, I'm having lunch with my friends … Yes, they are … Well, they reminded me how I needed to get my schedule organised, that's why I thought I'd check if we're on for this week … Great, see you then. Bye."
    "Done," she said with a relieved grin.

    *******

    Ray stared at his phone with a perplexed look on his face. He knew Faye wasn't the type to sit around and wait. She was an instigator. But it surprised him that she called while she was with her friends, since she was at pains not to let them know they were going out. Still, it pleased him that she did. She wanted to see him again and she wasn't timid about it. He really liked that.
    They must be talking about him - or rather, John. They might even be talking about their kiss in his car. He snorted. What they shared in his car wasn't a 'kiss'. It was a make-out session.
    He shifted in his seat as his pants became too tight at his heated memories. Damn it, but she was making it very difficult for him keep his greedy hands to himself. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
    It nearly killed him when he went home last Saturday without taking what she clearly offered. He was determined to take it slow so she would know his interest in her went beyond physical. But that determination was quickly crumbling from the sheer need she kindled in him. Even now he was burning for her. If she was as hot for him on their next date as she had been the last time, he didn't think he'd be able to stop.

    He racked his brain for ideas on where to take Faye on Thursday night as he headed out to buy himself some lunch. He'd have to check online to see if there were any interesting shows or events she might like to go to. He knew where he wanted to take her to dinner, but he needed to make phone calls and pull some strings for that. The place he had in mind would, no doubt, be fully booked. These days you had to call at least four months in advance to guarantee a table.
    He chuckled as he realised it was because of his magazine that that was the case. When a positive article was published about them in Lifestyle by Design , establishments were pretty much assured a huge spike in business.
    He thought fondly of Faye's best friends. They were key to the magazine's success. He was happy their new writer, Mark Reed, was proving to be just as good as Clarise and Jessa. Not only was he an added asset for the magazine, but him being there took some pressure off the girls. They were becoming much too busy. As for Victor's graphic design assistant, she seemed to be a bit of a concern. The feedback he was getting was she was more of a hindrance than a help to Victor.
    Speak of the devils. He grinned as he saw them walking back to the office from their lunch.
    "Where are you off to, Ray?" Victor asked as they got nearer.
    "Just going to get something to eat. How was lunch?"
    "It was good. Hey, guess what? Faye went to Dara last weekend."
    Ray's lips twitched and he had to force himself to look innocent. "Really? Did she enjoy it?"
    "Yeah, she said it was great. We should go there again for a staff lunch."
    "Sure. You guys really liked it there, didn't you?"
    "Yeah, great food, great ambiance."
    "I must give André the feedback. Did Faye said what she ate?"
    "Apparently they tried a few house specials."
    "They?"
    "Uh, yeah. She was with a date," Victor answered with some