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week."
    "You do realize one turns into the other, right?"
    "Very funny, yes, I get how that happens. My brothers assure me that when it's my own kids, I'll love them through all their stages. They also give me all kinds of crap about what goes around comes around. I was pretty wild back in the day."
    "Why is that not hard for me to believe?” she asked with a grin.
    "I figure it will give me a parenting advantage, make it harder for them to pull the wool over my eyes. What about you, is having a family in your plans for the future?"
    "Sure, someday, if I'm happily married and financially well-positioned, and it's what we both want.” Vivian fiddled with her silverware and made a production of folding and unfolding her napkin while images of kids that looked like Paul danced in her head. “Or maybe I'll get five or six cats and take up knitting,” she dead-panned in hopes of snapping her thoughts out of fantasyland.
    Paul reached across the table and twined his fingers through hers. “Dogs are more fun, and I don't wear sweaters.” Her heart fluttered at the seriousness in his tone. She had no idea what to say. He held her gaze for a few seconds before giving her hand a squeeze. “I'm ready for some dessert, how about you?"
    "I'm not sure if I can eat another bite,” Vivian answered with a sigh, relieved by his sexy smile and the change of subject.
    "Sure you can.” He moved their dinner plates to the side table and returned with a dish loaded with petite confections, strawberries, and grapes.
    "Well, if you insist.” She selected a tiny eclair. The pastry was flakey perfection, and the cream filling was light and not too sweet. “That may have been the best thing I've ever put in my mouth."
    "You wound me to the core,” he said, laying a hand on his chest and pouting. Viv burst out laughing.
    "Is there ever a moment where guys aren't thinking about their penis?” She licked powdered sugar from the tips of her fingers.
    "I can't speak for all men in all situations, but when the woman I'm desperate to make love to again is saying and doing all kinds of sexy things, yeah, my cock is on my mind."
    How exhilarating it was to hear a man declare boldly how much he wanted her. Desire spread through her like wildfire. Suddenly, she was aware of the coolness of the silk against her heated skin and the moisture gathering in her pussy. “Why aren't we back in bed, then?"
    "You don't want any more treats?"
    "Not of the food variety,” she replied, grinning. Paul stood up, pulled a cell from his back pocket, punched a few buttons, put the phone back in his pocket, then held out his hand.
    "Okay, let's go.” Viv didn't budge. “Come on, darlin', we need a change of scenery.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
    "Why the texting?” she asked, slowly rising and accepting his hand.
    "I just let the staff know we're finished with dinner and the room.” He stroked his finger down the side of her cheek. “You're looking at me as if something terrible is about to happen. A while ago, you seemed more than interested to discover what goes on in the rest of the club."
    He was right, she had been, still was, but caution in the face of the unknown was her way. “Maybe we should stay here,” she whispered. Paul wrapped his arms loosely around her waist.
    "If that's what you really want, that's what we'll do, sweetheart, but listen to me for a minute, okay?” He gazed at her with such tenderness, Viv grabbed onto his biceps for support.
    "I'm all ears.” His devilish grin did nothing to slow her racing pulse.
    "You, my dear, need to stop denying your sexual nature. You're definitely a voyeur, enjoy a bit of pain with your pleasure, and are more than eager to experiment.” Vivian blushed to the roots of her hair, but didn't interrupt. “You've let your guard down tonight. I choose to think it's because we're compatible on a hell of a lot more levels than physical, but that's a topic for another time.” Paul tightened his embrace. “Allow