Chapter 5“Do you care for dessert?” the waiter asked.
Lance looked at Sophie.
“Perhaps. Let’s see the menu.”
“I can tell you the selections, madame,” the waiter replied.
After listening to the long list of culinary temptations, Sophie said, “I think I’ll just have the framboises and cappuccino.”
“And you, sir?”
“I’d like some port. Anything you suggest.”
The waiter smiled. “Very good, sir. I’ll be back in a moment.”
“Fag!” Sophie said.
“Surely you aren’t speaking to me,” Lance said, smiling.
Sophie gave him a pouting sort of smile and said, “Hardly. I meant the waiter.”
“Well, he’s very good at what he does.”
“How would you know how good he is?” she asked.
Lance raised an eyebrow and grinned. “You’ll pay for that later, my dear.”
“I can hardly wait, cheri.”
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