Chapter 5“I was wondering,” David said once they had shrugged on their coats and were on the rain-slicked pavement outside the restaurant, “if you might you like a coffee or a nightcap at mine?”
He looked hesitant as he asked this, a million miles from the assured, sophisticated man who had talked so knowledgeably about the lurid delights of Berlin’s nightlife.
Raymond was momentarily stumped for words.
“Why not?” he replied at last. He was rewarded by one of those heart-stopping smiles which made him uncaring if he ended up getting locked out of his lodgings for the night.
“I’m just off Piccadilly, so it’s not far. Thank heavens the rain has stopped.”
After their easy conversation in the restaurant during the meal, the sense of tension between them had returned, and both men were qui
