Dinner was a lot of fun with the music and dancing on the stage exciting and sexy. The food, she was truthful, was far better than the enchiladas Trip had treated her to. Fresh seafood and beautiful rice pilaf had been coupled with perfectly steamed local vegetables.
Miklos more than once had her laughing so hard with his commentary of the show, she had damn near peed herself.
He was charming and funny, and all of his attention was focused on her. For all the scantily clad women on the stage, shaking their tailfeathers, more than once she had caught him staring at her with a look of hunger and desire. His eyes were dark and stormy and often she had felt his fingers stroking along the inside of her thigh or rubbing the back of her hand. He had allowed her chair to face the table, but the
