Page 28 of My Boyfriend Bites

Her nose wrinkled. “More like not a fan of a day that celebrates romance when, in truth, it should be something couples indulge in whenever possible.”

“Does this mean you won’t be my Valentine?”

“Depends. Do I have to get you flowers and chocolate?”

He chuckled. “I think I’ll survive. Am I to assume no teddy bears or red lingerie for you?”

The comment arched her brow. “Lingerie might be a bit much for a first date.”

“And a waste since I’d rather see you naked.” A bold statement that brought color to her cheeks and an increase in her heart rate.

“You’re assuming we’ll get that far. I’m not a girl who puts out because a guy flirts and buys me dinner.”

“Whereas I am not a man who would invite just anyone to dine with me.”

“Don’t like eating in front of people?”

“Not much of a people-person to be honest.”

Her head tilted. “I find that surprising.”

“Why so?”

“Because you were the one to approach me.”

“Only because you are special.”

“Nice line. Does it work often?” her sarcastic rejoinder.

“Not a line. You are intriguing. A woman with secrets I dare say.”

“Priceless from the guy I suspect is hiding things,” she countered.

“You can’t expect me to reveal all when we’ve just met. We must get to know each other if we’re going to trust. Something I hope to forge at dinner. Or should we start now with a nightcap?”

“I don’t drink, remember?”

“We could have a snack instead.”

“Why do I get the impression your idea of a snack isn’t food but me?” she asked, her lips lilting.

He couldn’t help a wide smile. “Can you blame me? You are more tempting than any concoction the finest chef can conjure.”

“How tempting?” she teased.

He’d crossed the hall, intent on kissing her, when Renard opened the door and stuck his head out. “Excuse theinterruption, sir, but you are urgently required on a business matter.”

Almost did Rennie lose his life. Only seconds away from kissing Selene—and more—and the idiot cock blocked.

Dante would have spoken sharply but for the tight line between Rennie’s brows. His man wouldn’t have intruded without reason.

“A moment, please, Rennie, while I bid the lady goodnight.”

“Yes, sir.” Renard closed the cabin door, and Dante turned to Selene.

“I hope you can forgive me. It would seem we must wait until dinner after all.”

“Is everything okay? Renard seemed most perturbed.”

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