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  “May I?” He asked a beat too late.

  You already have, she thought but remained mute, not trusting her own voice at the moment. She watched in amazement as he slowly placed the truffle on his tongue and bit right into the center, deliberately making the jelly and cream leak onto his chin.

  “Now I see why you want to wear these as well as eat them,” the man said flirtatiously. “They’re delicious.”

  “Thank you,” Belinda managed, blushing furiously, but grateful that he had lightened the moment.

  “I’m Pierre Cédaire. Yes, you heard my name right. Cédaire sounds just like SayDare,” he chuckled and extended his hand.

  When Belinda offered him her hand, he clasped it lingeringly in his and gently kissed the top. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he smirked. “It appears I got more of the sweet on you.”

  “That’s okay,” Belinda mumbled. “I’m Belinda Rockland.”

  “Yes. I heard that an American woman was opening up shop here, and I wanted to check it out. I’m in the culinary business myself, you see,” Pierre explained, his eyes glued to Belinda’s raspberry-red lips.

  “Oh, did you see the ad I placed in the local paper?” Belinda asked, trying to remain composed under the man’s intense perusal.

  “No, no. Word gets around. The shopkeepers in the area are pleased that you’re opening this store. They think it will complement their businesses, and I agree. You do make a lovely addition to this community,” he drawled the last part in a low tone.

  “You said you’re in the culinary industry?” Belinda asked, evading his flirtation.

  “Yes, I recently opened a French restaurant in Monte Carlo. We have a highly skilled pastry chef, but we could use some gourmet chocolates. Perhaps you and I could form a partnership,” Pierre alluded. “I could commission you to create some chocolate after-dinner mints exclusively for my restaurant.”

  Eager for any business opportunity that would gain exposure and prestige for her shop, Belinda instantly brightened, forgetting about the jam that still coated her skin. “I would love to discuss that possibility further. You speak English very well, by the way. Have you ever lived abroad?”

  Pierre laughed loudly as though she had just told a hilarious joke. “I lived in New York City for ten years. That’s where I studied to be a chef.”

  “Oh! Well, that explains it,” Belinda said, feeling self-conscious as the man regarded her with an odd combination of humor and desire.

  “Are you in Monaco all alone?” Pierre ventured.

  “My sister and her husband live here. But I don’t have any other family in Monaco,” Belinda replied, immediately perceiving a rising interest in the handsome man.

  “A beautiful woman like you shouldn’t be alone in a foreign country,” Pierre said intimately.

  Belinda resisted the impulse to roll her eyes at the practiced line he had tossed her. How many women had this man tried to seduce with a cliché like that?

  Stubbornly, she replied, “Actually, I’ve been very busy focusing on opening this shop.”

  “Well I can certainly understand that. My restaurant was a nightmare to open, and it’s still having some growing pains. But, what’s that American expression, ‘all work and no play?’ I don’t recommend it. I recommend lots of play.”

  I’m sure you do, playboy, Belinda thought, shooting him an expression that told him she had no tolerance for playing games.

  “Would you be my guest at dinner?” Pierre invited, sobering as the smirk faded from his lips.

  Suspicious of Pierre’s suddenly gallant approach, Belinda pursed her lips thoughtfully. In Boston, she had been accustomed to a casual first date of drinks or coffee---and an even more casual invitation through text. Pierre’s suave yet direct way of requesting that she be his dinner guest was unnerving, and she wasn’t sure how to respond. Ruefully, she thought, this is romance right in front of my eyes, and I don’t even believe it.

  Staring her down impudently, Pierre twisted his lips into an expectant smile. “Well? What do you say, Belinda?”…

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