Her lips curved up at the corners. "Well, I'm glad I can stroke your ego, if only because maybe you'll pay for my dinner."
He was looking at her in a way that was not unlike how Pucey looked at her. It made her think about how it had felt after, of all the stress gone out of her brain, of just the distraction of sex.
Maybe a little distraction with Mr. Selwyn might not be completely unwanted. There was an edge to him, yes, one that was a bit frightening, but since that first time he hadn't shown any evidence of it at all. But then again, Alicia didn't have the best taste in men when it came to what was good for her.
"Do I? Are you going to share them with me or should I just bask in your appreciation?"