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his wallet from the kitchen bench, plucking out a couple of notes, and handing them to the young man. “Thank you sir.” He said, taking them from Eric, before retrieving the plates with last night’s uneaten meals, and leaving the suite. Eric followed him to the door, locking it then returned to the trolley with its arrangement of covered plates.
    “Hungry sweetheart?” Eric asked her. As if on cue, Natasha’s stomach growled a noisy protest. They both laughed.
    “It would seem that way.” Natasha grinned at Eric.
    “Come and sit down.” He said, pulling out a chair for her. Natasha sank gracefully into the dining chair, and Eric started arranging the covered plates on the table in front of her. He lifted the lids on poached eggs, sausages, bacon, omelettes, mini quiches, toast, an absolute smorgasbord of things to choose from.
    There was also freshly squeezed orange juice, plus tea and coffee. On the bottom shelf of the tray were two more covered containers, which Eric removed and took to the fridge and placed inside. When he saw Natasha’s questioning look, all he had to say was, “for later,” giving her that sexy smile of his. Natasha could tell he was up to something, she just didn’t know what, but as he stomach gave another noisy call for food, she decided to not pursue him for answers, and instead concentrated on the food before her.
    Natasha filled up her plate with poached eggs, toast and poured herself a glass of orange juice. She was starving. No dinner and the physical activities of the night had really given her an appetite. As she ate, she looked at Eric, who had also loaded up his plate with everything there was available to eat, and he was eating like a starving man.
    Their eyes met and he smiled at her between mouthfuls. “So are you enjoying yourself?” Eric asked. “Do you have any regrets?” He watched her face closely, trying to read her expression.
    “No Eric.” She answered him quietly, gazing into his eyes as she answered him, “I’ve had a great time,” she smiled, blushing slightly as memories of their time together filled her head.
    “Tell me more about yourself Natasha,” Eric said, “Your parents, siblings, hobbies, anything,” he added.
    “Well.” She began. While they ate, they both talked, sharing things about themselves that had never come up during their working relationship. They found they had some common interests, political beliefs, favourite foods, but they clashed on movie and music preferences. It was a comfortable, pleasant conversation during breakfast. They argued and teased one another over things they couldn’t agree on and Natasha couldn’t believe how relaxed she felt with Eric under the circumstances. For someone who could tie her up in knots when he touched her, she enjoyed this time getting to know the playful, nonprofessional Eric. Eventually though, they stopped talking and continued eating, the silence between them a comfortable silence.
    “So why did you give me your virginity?” He asked suddenly and Natasha almost choked on her mouthful of food. “How did you get to 25 years of age and manage to stay a virgin?” He continued on before she had answered his first question.
    “I.. I hadn’t met anyone I wanted to sleep with before.” She finally answered him, blushing as his eyes heated up at her response. “I couldn’t just go to bed with someone to simply rid myself of my virginity.” She continued. Eric gazed thoughtfully at her for a moment longer.
    “Well, I’m thankful that you chose me. A little surprised, but I hope that I was able to make your first time special for you.” He finally said, reaching out to take one of her hands in his. “So what was it about me that made you decide I was the one?” Eric continued to question her.
    Natasha blushed, silently groaning. He wasn’t going to give this a rest, obviously. “I liked you.” She finally said to him in a soft voice. “I’ve always respected you but I didn’t