Bachelor Unleashed - Brenda Jackson [39]
That was a no-brainer. Of course she was happy whenever she was with him. He could do things with his mouth, tongue and erection that could keep any woman delirious. “Definitely,” she heard herself saying.
“Get your mind out of the bedroom, Langley, and provide responses on a purely plausible basis.”
“Not sure I can do that with Xavier. Our relationship was one that started in the bedroom.”
“That’s not true. If anyone’s relationship started in the bedroom, it was mine and Donovan’s. Your relationship with Xavier started at Racetrack Café, Farrah. You were the one who was quick to carry it into the bedroom.”
Farrah thought about Natalie’s accusation and had to agree that she had been the one who’d instituted a sexonly relationship with Xavier from the first. Of course he had gone along with it. What man wouldn’t have? She had known the moment she’d lit her gaze upon him that night that she’d wanted him.
“Sorry, but I’ve conditioned myself to only think one way when it comes to men. And please, please don’t tell me again that all men aren’t the same.”
“Maybe if I keep saying it, one day you’ll believe me.”
“I believe that now, Nat, but like I said, I don’t have the time to find out who’s naughty and who’s nice. I can’t risk taking a chance and being wrong.”
“I think deep down you want a man who’s both naughty and nice and you have both with Xavier.”
Farrah released a deep sigh. “What is this? Slap-some-sense-into-my-best-friend-where-Xavier-Kaneis-concerned Day?”
“I won’t even try doing that. You’ll have to see for yourself what a great guy he is.”
“I hate to burst that romantic bubble floating around your heart, but all Xavier wants from me is sex, too. It’s not that serious. Only problem with that is that I could fall in love with him, Nat, if I’m not careful and I can’t let that happen. Thanks for listening.” Not waiting for Natalie to reply, she quickly ended the call. “Love you. Bye.”
Finding a more comfortable position in bed, she stared up at the ceiling again as she drew in a ragged breath. Sleep continued to elude her as one thought replayed in her head. A woman was entitled to make at least one mistake in her lifetime, but a smart woman wouldn’t be a fool and make two.
Xavier slipped into his robe as he eased out of bed, unable to sleep. At this very moment he should have been in Farrah’s bed making love to her again. When she’d ridden the elevator up to her room, he should have been on that elevator with her, kissing her every second of the ride.
Okay, so her refusal to jump-start their affair again had thrown him for a loop. He’d figured after tonight she would have seen the merit in them hooking back up. Evidently they weren’t on the same page. Not even close.
Moving through the hallway, he walked down the stairs to the kitchen. He had purchased this house on Long Island as investment property a few years ago and hadn’t regretted doing so. He liked New York and whenever he came to town he much preferred staying here than in a hotel.
Grabbing a beer from the refrigerator, he slid onto a bar stool. The night was quiet, understandably so. Most sane people were in bed getting a good night’s sleep. But not him. He was letting a woman tie him in knots.
He was in a bad way. Pretty messed up. Royally.
He took a huge gulp of his beer, acknowledging that he’d been delivered a setback. It wasn’t the first time with a woman, but he’d never been this interested in one before. And to think that all she wanted was a holiday fling.
He took another swig of his beer while memories of their night together came tearing into him, and he couldn’t help but recall when she’d gone down on him. And then later when his body had slid into hers, he’d felt as if he was someplace he could stay forever. Even stretched out as best she could on the car’s backseat, she had used their limited space effectively and met him stroke for stroke. And as much as he wanted to chalk her up as a lost cause and move on with his life, he knew that he couldn’t.
He knew it wasn’t just about sex with Farrah, although that part of their