Although Raina was beginning to feel the effects of the wine, she wasn’t quite ready to retire for the night.Or, rather, she wasn’t ready to part company with Warrick.Foolish girl, her conscience admonished. When will you stop being a glutton for punishment?Shoving the thought aside, Raina asked Warrick, “What time are we heading out to your office in the morning?”“Nine o’clock,” he answered. “That should give us enough time to avoid rush-hour traffic.”As they walked, their footfalls sounded against the polished parquet floor and bounded up to the vaulted ceiling. Gazing around, Raina shook her head and muttered under her breath, “This isn’t a mansion. It’s a freakin’ castle.”Warrick chuckled.“Seriously. An entire NBA basketball team could hole up here and you’d never even know it.”“Nah,” Warrick drawled. “Believe it or not, I know this house like the back of my hand.”Raina shot him a disbelieving look. “You couldn’t possibly.”He quirked a challenging brow at her.
