Just Deserts - Brenda Jackson [31]
“Then we’re doing the right thing by leaving,” he said, taking her hand in his and heading for one of the exit doors.
“I got a question for you,” she said when they walked down the sidewalk toward their rental car.
He glanced over at her. “What?”
“What’s the opposite of a quickie?”
He smiled. “A slow one.”
She nodded. “Like last night and this morning?”
He considered her question. He didn’t think there was anything slow about having multiple orgasms. The slowness came if you counted the time in between sessions when you had no other choice but to catch your breath. A lot could be said for savoring such moments. A smile touched his lips. “Yes, just like last night and this morning. I prefer taking the time to savor you, long, hard and slow, but when time is of the essence or if your needs suddenly overwhelm you and you’ve got to have it right then, a quickie is the best way to go.”
“Hungry?”
Danielle turned from looking out the car window and stared wide-eyed at Tristan. “After that conversation in the department store, how on earth can you even think about food?”
He chuckled. “Being aroused has nothing to do with an empty stomach. Besides, we’ll both need our strength.”
Danielle turned to look back out the car window. Ever since he’d painted a vivid picture of them making love again, her body had gotten set in a ready-to-take-him-on mode. She figured they’d be heading straight to the hotel and making no stops along the way. Evidently she’d been wrong.
“And I perform better on a full stomach.”
She decided not to glance back over at him when she said, “That’s nice to know.”
She had no reason not to believe him since he had certainly outdone himself last night after returning to the hotel from dinner. He had definitely been on top of his game. She had heard how some men had unlimited stamina, but she had never encountered such a man until last night. For a while she’d felt totally out of her depth with him, but he had made her feel a part of everything they’d done. Being taken by a desperate man had been everything she’d fantasized it would be.
“For a renowned fashion model, you’ve lived a pretty sheltered life.”
Tristan’s words broke into her thoughts, and she couldn’t help but smile at him. “Well, I have to admit I felt like a fish out of water when I made it to New York. It was so different from Port St. Lucie. So fast-paced. Nevertheless, I had no intention of being wild and loose. But then, you can’t believe everything you read in the papers about models.”
“I never have. I always knew you had a good head on your shoulders. Paul knew it, too. He also knew that if you ever needed him for anything, you would call. He was proud of you then, and if he were alive today, he’d still be proud of you,” Tristan said.
Danielle looked straight ahead. “Even about this thing with Marc?”
Tristan didn’t want to talk about Marc with her, but figured this time he would make an exception. He would tell her something she undoubtedly needed to hear. “Yes, especially about this thing with Marc. It wasn’t your fault and Paul would be proud of how you’re handling things.”
He paused a moment and then said, “And stop thinking that perhaps you should have known what the guy was up to. There was no way you could have known, Dani, since he never gave you reason to suspect anything, especially something as outlandish as living a triple life. Marc was too smart and meticulous at what he was doing. He never planned to get caught and probably thought he never would. There’s no telling how long things would have gone on without you or the others finding out. I don’t wish death on anyone but he had to get caught eventually.”
Danielle thought about Tristan’s words, and then, deciding she would refuse to let Marc put a damper on her happy mood, she switched subjects and asked, “So, where are you taking me for lunch?”
He turned to face her when he stopped for traffic. “I’ve decided we can go back to the hotel and get room service.”
When he saw her smile, he said, “I hope your smile means the plan meets with your approval.”
She grinned.