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That drew a burst of laughter out of her. \u201cIt\u2019s not worth your time anyway. There\u2019s nothing I\u2019ll do drunk that I wouldn\u2019t also do sober. Which if you knew who I was, you\u2019d already know.\u201d Summer tipped back the last of her drink and put the glass down. \u201cWhy don\u2019t you guess?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cOh,\u201d he said, smirking, \u201cClever one, aren\u2019t you? I like that, really I do. But seriously, you\u2019re the smart type aren\u2019t you? Not likely to swoon at my Storm Charm, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

He tipped back the champagne glass and placed it gracefully on another waiter\u2019s plate without batting an eyelash.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cAre you looking for someone to swoon? I know how,\u201d she countered. \u201cSo far you aren\u2019t impressing me enough for that, though.\u201d The little voice of disappointment tugged on her mental sleeve again, whispering that he didn\u2019t know who she was, and didn\u2019t care, and just wanted someone to tell him how pretty he was.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Well, I\u2019ll just have to try harder, now won\u2019t I?” he said, giving her a toothy grin at the thought of a challenge. Sure, the girls that were weeping at his feet were nice for his ego – but he always loved the pretty ones who played hard to get. It made him want them more. Masochistic? Maybe. Sue him.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“It might work better if you knew my name,” Summer pointed out, again. \u201cY\u2019see, \/I\u2019m\/ only interested in the clever ones, myself. I\u2019m not sure you could keep up with me.” It\u2019s a double play, but he probably wasn\u2019t aware of that \u2014 keep up with her mentally, or in flight?<\/p>\n

“Come on, Mr Storm. Do try harder. Impress me.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

His grin faltered, but he was never one to be easily deterred. She was about to learn that the hard way.<\/p>\n

“Well how about a trade, ma\u2019am?” he asked, thinking on his feet, \u201cYou give me your name and your number, and I shall offer my services to you in any way, shape or form you so desire. Sound good?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Desire,” she repeated. “You’re got a lot of that.” She stepped closer, eyes a little distant. “And … frustration. Because I’m not as easy as you thought? You want me to — to ask for your services sexually. Determined. That’s interesting. I’ve always heard you were very, what’s the word I want? fancy-free.”<\/p>\n

She blinked, eyes clearing, and looked up at him properly. “I’m an empath, Mr Storm. My name is Summer. You’ll have to earn the number. I think you can come up with a way to do that.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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