Dancing With Danger (BWWM 2015) (BWWM Billionaire Romance) by Cristina Grenier

back the sappy smile that wanted to spread across her face.
    “Exactly like a date,” Dorian replied. “Are you interested?”
    “Sure,” Andrea said. “I’m down to let you buy me some fancy food.”
    His answering grin was brilliant, and Andrea was sure she was blushing. “Lovely. I’ll fetch you at seven.” He moved out of the way and Libby put in an order for coffee for her and Sam and Camille and Andrea managed to prepare all of it without either of them dropping anything in their distraction.
    Andrea waved as they left, watching them make their way back to the car, where she could just make out Carlos behind the wheel through the tinted window. She finally allowed the smile to spread over her face, a somewhat giddy feeling rising up in her as she thought about the fact that Dorian Kingston had just asked her out on a date.
    “Dorian Kingston just asked you out on a date,” Camille said, pushing her over and leaning against the counter. “Or am I dreaming? What in the world , Andrea?”
    “What?” Andrea asked, going for innocence and trying not to dwell on the way Camille seemed shocked that someone like Dorian would want to go out with her. To be fair, she was a little surprised herself, but that didn’t make Camille's utter disbelief any easier to deal with.
    “Don’t you what me, Andrea Samuel. Dorian Kingston just came into our coffee shop and asked you out on a date, and I want to know why .”
    “Presumably because he wants to go on a date with me,” Andrea said dryly.
    “But you know him?”
    “Of course I know him. Does he seem like the kind of person who goes on dates with random strangers?” she replied. “Do I, for that matter?”
    Camille pursed her lips and actually appeared to be thinking about that. “I guess not. That wouldn’t really make sense for him considering how much danger he’s usually in.”
    “Exactly.” Andrea wasn’t about to go into how she knew Dorian or the fact that they were basically living together because that wasn’t any of Camille’s business, and she didn’t know if she was supposed to talk about it. Granted, Dorian probably wasn’t supposed to come waltzing into her place of work to ask her out, but apparently following the rules wasn’t something he was big on. At least not when it suited him to do something else.
    And maybe that was a part of his charm. He had that whole straight laced English thing going on, but underneath it he was all about making his own rules, and Andrea was drawn to that.
    She was drawn to him, and she hadn’t yet decided whether or not that was a good thing.
     
    Andrea had to hear all about Dorian’s excursion to meet puppies from Ben, as the man himself was apparently busy making sure that the four dogs they’d acquired had plenty of space and everything they needed.
    Three of the dogs would be for general guarding purposes, and one of them, whichever one seemed to bond the most with Dorian, would become like his personal guard dog.
    Ben laughed as he watched Andrea brush her hair. “You should’ve seen him, Drea. It was like the guy had never been mobbed by puppies before.”
    “Maybe he hasn’t,” Andrea pointed out, raising her eyebrows at her brother in the mirror.
    “Okay, fair. But he was so happy. I think the smallest one is going to be the one that loves him the most. He was practically in his lap the whole time we were there, and he fell asleep before we left, and Dorian had to carry him out to the car.”
    Andrea ducked her head to hide the smile that threatened at the mental image of Dorian with a puppy. It was ridiculously adorable, and she was well aware that she hadn’t yet talked to her brother about what was going on with her and Dorian.
    “Sounds like he had a good time,” she said softly. “I’m glad. Being trapped here was driving him crazy.”
    “I know,” Ben replied. “And I think he did have a good day. I hear there was a stop at Hollybrook this morning.”
    Hoping her skin was