An Honourable Seduction. Brenda Jackson

anything. Instead, he looked at her as if tumbling her answer around in his head. “But like I said, I assume there is a reason you needed to know.”

      “Yes.” However, she didn’t intend to go into any details.

      “Well, rest assured there is not a Mrs. David Holloway out there anywhere. Nor is there any woman wearing my ring. Satisfied?”

      “Yes.”

      At that moment, a taxi pulled up. “Thanks for dinner again.” She was about to move toward the taxi when he reached out, took hold of her hand and tugged her to him. He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her quickly but soundly on the lips.

      “I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said, his words a soft whisper against her wet lips.

      “Tomorrow?” she asked in a daze from his kiss.