Chapter Four Hundred and Nineteen
“Ah!” He said. The sound of satisfaction. "It's okay. I understand how work can be. There must be a lot to tell me about yourself and I do want to know all of it. Would you join me for dinner, Savvie? I’ve been with been really busy with work myself and a think spending the evening with a beautiful woman like yourself would be amazing.”
“Dinner…” she repeated dazedly. The invitation had come so fast her head was spinning.
“Yes... Dinner. Regardless of what you might think I promise I’m not a big bad wolf, and you don’t have to fear my gobbling you up on the spot,” he assured her with dry mockery.
“Right!” she said, though the idea of being gobbled up by Matt Bradford had actually sent her pulse-rate zooming. "Where and when?” she asked, trying to sound efficient and not too eager.
“Whatever suits you, Savvie.”