They finished lunch and when Dimitra insisted, she pay for her own lunch, oddly Miklos didn’t fight with her. He was well and truly acting as they had just met. She collected her bags under the table and let him follow her out of the restaurant.
“You have a date tonight, Elektra?” he asked as they began walking back through the marketplace in the direction of the enclave.
“I do.” She didn’t elaborate.
“You mentioned a husband earlier. How do you think he would feel you were dating? Does your new friend know you’re married?” He posed the question in an innocent tone. He paused to examine one of the stalls of fresh fruit and selected a mango and a banana. “I’ll need snacks later.”
She nodded as she waited for him, “to answer your second question, I did tell my date I was separated from m
