“I'm majoring in Ancient History and Archaeology. About to complete my second year.”
“Obviously got brains, then,” Matt conceded with a wry grin.
“I like to think so.” Emily leaned back in the seat, relaxing a smidgeon.
Matt sipped his drink, and Emily could see that he was contemplating another question. He leaned forward in the seat, his gaze intense. “You live at Salacious. Does that mean you're into the kinky s**t?”
The server arrived with their order, seconds after Matt posed his question, and Emily was amused when Matt cursed under his breath, obviously frustrated by the efficiency of the wait staff. He didn't start eating his Napolitano pasta; instead, he eyed Emily shrewdly, patiently waiting for an answer.
Emily picked up her fork, twirling it lightly against the red tableclo
