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she couldn’t ever remember feeling this kind of exhilaration. Just talking with Victor was interesting and challenging.

Lana had no idea how long they’d been talking but she realized that it must have been a while when he leaned forward slightly. She was glad when she didn’t tense at his closeness, but her heart rate picked up significantly. “So when are you going to tell me the truth about your afternoon?” he asked, both of them leaning forward on the table with their elbows. “I seriously doubt your explanation of a sore foot.”

Lana looked at him and laughed. Her whole body was relaxed and she didn’t care that it was because of the alcohol. She felt daring and pretty and glamorous in some silly kind of way she didn’t care to analyze too carefully. “Not so difficult to determine, hu? Since I’m a pretty awful liar,” she said and peeked at him under her lashes. “But I’ll tell you simply because you’ve been so kind although you’re going to be horrified.” Lana knew it was the alcohol talking but she had been in this man’s company for so long, he felt like a handsome new friend.

“I’m intrigued,” Victor replied, leaning forward even more. “Beautiful and mysterious. Quite a combination.” His dark brown eyes looked down into her soft blue ones and waited patiently, a slight smile on his firm, sexy lips.

Lana twisted the half empty glass with her fingers, relaxed but still unable to believe her rotten luck. Taking a deep breath, she braced herself for his reaction. “I’m a romance writer,” she said, almost in a whisper, then glanced up at him to see if he was shocked. When he just waited patiently for her to continue, she gained strength. “And I write the kind without sex scenes.”

Suddenly, Victor knew where this was going but he was too interested in her blush to stop her and tell her that he was already aware of her predicament. “I’m guessing that’s a problem,” he prompted. He couldn’t believe how fascinating she was. A woman who hated sex? That seemed disturbing coming from someone so beautiful. He knew of women who weren’t particularly interested in sex but could enjoy it when in the right kind of mood. He steered clear of those, preferring the ones that genuinely enjoyed sex, who were bold and sexy and able to ask for what they needed. He wouldn’t accept that this woman wasn’t one of them.

She grimaced and propped her chin in her hand, her elbow against the table. “Yes. Because no one apparently wants to buy books without sex scenes in them.”

He didn’t laugh but he could tell that she was waiting for him to do so. Obviously some man had ridiculed her lack of a sex drive and made her embarrassed about who she was deep inside. He felt anger at whoever had done this to her, then stopped himself. He barely knew this woman and he was getting angry on her behalf? It seemed ridiculous, but it was true, regardless. “So, write some sex scenes.”

Lana’s mouth twisted and her shoulders slumped slightly in defeat. “I can’t.” She couldn’t even hold his gaze when she admitted that awful truth. She wished it were different, that she could simply shed her shell and come out like a butterfly, with wings, and sexuality, altered. But it was no use. Drew had told her over and over again that she was not only not interested in sex, but that she was completely inept when it came to the degrading act.

Victor’s eyebrows went up at her adamant declaration. “Why not?”

Taking a deep breath, she spilled out the whole awful truth to this gorgeous man. “Because I hate sex,” she explained, leaning forward and almost whispering to him, as if saying it any louder would bring down the building. She even glanced to the right and left to make sure no one else had overheard her admission. Thankfully, the restaurant was still relatively empty so the tables near theirs were empty.

Victor blinked, unable to take in the ferocity of her statement. She was simply too beautiful and sexy for that to be true. It went against the laws of nature in his mind. “Hate sex?” he chuckled. “Is that possible?”

Lana rolled her eyes, amused at his reaction rather than offended. “Of course it’s possible.”

Victor looked at the beautiful woman and shook his head. “You’re going to have to explain that to me because I’ve never met anyone who hated sex.