Chapter Seven
When Ian promised her an evening she would never forget, Sofia had not expected it would start on the corner of a busy street.
Just before they left her flat she had changed out of her Saturday chore clothes into a cream colored sundress with the thinnest pattern of white swirls on the fabric. The dress was well tailored, light and airy, and complemented her rich brown skin. She pulled her hair back into a long braid that fell down to the middle of her back and put on her favorite pair of sexy, white sandals. When she came out of her bedroom Ian was leaning casually against her counter, waiting. When he saw her he straightened up and stared at her for a few beats, surprised and pleased at the way she looked. That had made her feel good, but later as she sat on the street co
