(Penny’s POV)
“This is some lovely place you’ve got here, Pippa,” Fabian praised when he stepped into my apartment. “I love it.”
“Well, so do I.” I grinned at him, watching him peruse the art and décor for a moment.
“So, what should I give you? Iced tea… coffee… something stronger, perhaps?” My eyes gleamed mischievously at the question, and I noticed how Fabian’s eyes beamed in excitement.
Clearly, he thought this afternoon was heading somewhere.
Because let’s face it, why else would someone bring anyone over to their personal space if they didn’t have any ulterior motives?
From the way he was eyeing me subtly with lust, he certainly thought that that ulterior motive was along the lines of the s****l.
But if only he knew.
“I’ll have something strong then, Pippa.” He informed me, s
