Chapter 38: A Huge Risk
Luke ordered a light dinner of tapas delivered to the suite along with a bottle of local wine. Bella wore a fluffy white bathrobe. He'd put on faded jeans and a grey t-shirt. She smiled lazily at him across the table, a woman sated. He poured them both some wine and they nibbled on the baked feta and tomatoes, olives, and fresh fruits and breads.
Bella sighed and said, "I was thinking…"
"Uh-oh," Luke laughed.
She gave him a wry smile. "Seriously! I was thinking about that really nice evening you planned for us in Edinburgh."
"Yeah, you liked that, did you?" he asked, grinning.
"Um, yeah! Wine, music, flowers, an amazing dinner, mind-blowing s*x…what's not to like?" she said. "But, I was thinking that I should plan an evening. You know, it's my turn."
