Page 2 of Shadows of Eternity

“I didn’t say that,” Leia blurted, surprising them both.

“Well, good. There’s a little club around the corner. We can walk, if you like.”

She nodded. Her mother hadn’t raised any stupid daughters. As fascinated as she was by Mr. Shadow Dancer, Leia wasn’t about to get into a car with a complete stranger, no matter how gorgeous and talented he might be. Leia wasn’t usually tongue-tied around handsome men. After all, with both parents working in the entertainment business, she had met more than her share. But she couldn’t think of a thing to say on the short walk to the nightclub.

The nightclub was small, dark, and intimate. Rohan guided her to a vacant table in the back, held her chair for her before settling into the seat across from hers. “So, you know my name,” he said, “but I don’t know yours.”

“Leia.”

He arched one brow. “Leia?”

“My mother is a hugeStar Warsfan. She named my older brother Luke Skywalker, even though my Dad didn’t care for the idea. But Luke loves it.”

Rohan chuckled softly. “So, Princess Leia, what is it you do when you’re not watching Native dancers?”

“I’m a kindergarten teacher.”

“Really? I’d say they didn’t have any teachers like you when I went to school, but you probably hear that all the time.”

She nodded. Mesmerized by his voice, she didn’t care what he said as long as he kept talking.

“What do you do when you’re not teaching?”

“I enjoy going to plays and concerts, taking walks in the park, going out to lunch or the movies with my friends.” She shrugged. “The usual things women do. What doyoudo when you’re not dancing?”

“Drink. Sleep. Hunt.” He winked at her. “The usual things that men do.”

“Hunt?” she asked with a grin. “You don’t use a bow and arrow, do you?”

“Not anymore,” he said cryptically.

“Well, you certainly don’t hunt in the city, do you?”

“You’d be surprised.”

Feeling suddenly like prey, Leia shivered as his dark gaze moved over her. Before she could think of anything to say, the waitress approached their table.

“What would you like?” Rohan asked.

“I’m not much of a drinker,” Leia confessed. “What’s good?”

“The house wine here is excellent.” Turning to the waitress, he said, “We’ll have two glasses of your finest Cabernet Sauvignon.”

The waitress batted her eyelashes at him. “Yes, sir,” she said in a deep, throaty voice. “Will there be anything else?”

Rohan looked at Leia, one brow raised.

“No, thank you.” She rolled her eyes as the waitress walked away from the table, hips swaying seductively.

“What’s that look for?” Rohan asked.

“I think she was hoping you’d ask her for more than a drink,” Leia muttered, wondering why she cared. “Much more.”

Rohan laughed, a deep rumble that made her toes curl. “You think so?”

“I know so. Women can always tell. I think she’d give you anything you asked for.”

He leaned forward, his gaze caressing her face, lingering on the hollow of her throat. “What about you?”

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