Page 41 of One Hot Chase

"You know I'm willing too. I've never had this much fun---ever."

I slip an arm around her shoulders as we walk. "We haven't even gotten to the most exciting bits yet."

Bree gazes at the ruins that surround us, seeming awed by the grandeur. She halts and gazes up at me. "You definitely know how to show a girl a good time."

"Just wait. I have more magic tricks up my sleeve."

"I have no doubts you do."

She may act as if she doesn't care about me, but I can read her like an open book. The sort with naughty pictures in it. Yes, it's possible I am an arrogant sod.

"Well then, Miss Remington, shall I perform a trick for you?" I gesture toward the winding path that leads down from the Parthenon. "I know a little taverna nearby. Best souvlaki in Athens. What do you say we grab a bite to eat and see where the evening takes us?"

"That's not magic."

"Oh, you'll change your mind about that once you've seen the taverna."

Sabrina's eyes lit up at the mention of food, and I can practically see her mouth watering now. "Lead the way. I'm starving after all this historical exploration."

Though I'm desperate to make love to this woman again, I won't do it right here. I have another location in mind. Before I found Sabrina on the Acropolis hill, I had done a bit of research on my mobile. I had visited Athens once before, but I hadn't bothered to learn the layout of the Acropolis. By the time I began my march up the hill, I had become somewhat of an expert on the various monuments I would find here. That information gave me a fantastic idea.

I offer her my arm. "Let's go to a different location inside the Acropolis complex."

"Sure, let's go."

As we leave the Parthenon, I escort Sabrina down the path known as the Sacred Way, which will lead us to our ultimate destination. The quickly fading sun casts long shadows across the ancient stones of the monuments that lie scattered within the Acropolis complex. I find myself stealing glances at Sabrina as we stroll hand in hand.

She notices me looking and raises her brows. "See something you like?"

I chuckle, not bothering to hide my appreciation. "Just admiring the view. It isn't every day that I get to escort a stunning woman through one of the world's most beautiful cities."

"Flattery will get you nowhere, Mr. Wilde."

"On the contrary," I retort with a smirk, "I find flattery gets me everywhere, especially with you." I pause, drawing her closer as we approach our destination. "And I do mean everywhere."

Sabrina's lips tick up at one corner. "I'm a divorcee, Your Knightliness. All your smooth talk flies right past me."

"Does it? Then how do you explain your behavior in the Beaufort Bar?" I slide my hand down to her arse and give it a squeeze, making her suck in a sharp breath. "See? I can push your buttons with such ease."

"Are you planning to stand here all night fondling my ass?"

"No, I mean to caress your bottom in various locations."

I clasp Bree's hand, guiding her toward our destination. We come to a stop in front of a structure much smaller than the Parthenon. This temple features elegant columns that are quite reminiscent of that structure. I can see well enough in the deepening twilight to steer Sabrina toward a particular column. Her lips fall open as she examines the surroundings.

"This is the Propylaia," I explain, gesturing to the damaged edifice before us. "It's a monumental gateway that separates the secular and religious quarters of the Acropolis."

Sabrina turns to me, seeming rather impressed. "You really know your stuff, don't you? I hadn't pegged you for an ancient history buff."

"I'm a man of many talents, pet." I wink, enjoying the way her cheeks flush at my suggestive tone. "I intend to demonstrate those talents tonight."

"Really? I assumed your talents were limited to looking pretty and making sarcastic comments."

I lay a hand over my heart in mock offense. "You wound me, darling. I'll have you know I'm gifted in many disciplines. Ancient history happens to be one of my more...academic pursuits."

She aims her curious gaze at me. "And what other pursuits might you have, Mr. Wilde?"

"Don't be coy, Bree. You know full well what my private hobbies involve."