“How do you...?" She Left the question hanging between us.

"I know because I've seen into your soul. You're determined. You like your job. You like to help people. The thing is, you're not very good at talking to them. We have that in common, I suppose. You've met a few men, but none of them really impressed you. The one you're seeing now doesn't make you feel very much. You just don't have many friends and it's nice to have someone to talk to. I don't really blame you.”

She blinked a few times at me, her Lips remained parted slightly as she realised I knew much more about her than she would have liked to admit.

“The thing is, you're gorgeous. Really. I know you don't think you are, but that doesn't change anything. So part of the reason for me breaking the bank tonight was to show you that you're worth it. Oh, and when it's all over and I destroy your contract then if you don't want to come up to the room with me then that's alright."

She obviously didn't quite know what to make of all this and decided to close her mouth and settle back into her chair. I saw her cheeks flush with a hint of colour before she met my gaze again and flashed a brilliant white smile my way.

“You really think you're such hot shit, don't you?"

I grinned back at her and was about to reply when our food came along.

The waiter settled the plates in front of us and I watched Olivia's face form into an expression of pleasant surprise. Once the man had left us to eat we tucked in and I happily watched as the woman opposite me closed her eyes and let out a husky little moan when she placed her fork into her mouth.

“Holy crap, this tastes amazing," she approvingly remarked as she took up another fork full and slowly savoured every bite.

"I hoped you'd Like it."

We ate our way through three courses and for someone so slender the woman sure knew how to put away her food. I ordered us up some wine to go with the meal and once dessert had been cleared away we looked at each other over half filled glasses.

I can't tell you just how much I enjoyed looking into those eyes of hers.

“So this has been nicer than I expected," she conceded.

“What were you expecting?"

“I'm not really sure. Maybe a night out with your friends so you could brag about the cop you managed to swindle.”

“You really don't have a lot of success with men, do you?" I put my glass down.

“Not even a Little bit." She mirrored the action.

“Well that's sure as hell a nice dress considering what you thought you were in for." I admired all I could see. The silky material formed nicely around the gentle curves of her body. Her body had an interesting tone of lean yet strong slopes and curves. I guessed she must have spent a lot of time in the gym.

“Hey, eyes up here." When I lifted my gaze I found her own eyes glimmering with amusement.

“I wore it because you said to wear something nice and it's the only thing I have that isn't a suit or a set of sweats."