Page 105 of Nothing to You
“Maybe later,” she said, stretching as she sat up.“I have wine.”
“Want to find a booth?”
She smiled, tucking her feet under her.“Feeling nostalgic?”she asked, and the smile faded.That was a lifetime ago.“Are you home?In your lair?”
“Yeah.”He paused.“The walls echo without you inside them.”
And how would she feel that night without him inside her?“Been a while since I’ve slept alone.”
Discomfort prickled, though it was out of place.In New York, her career would fly, especially with Roxie and Zairn’s support.This should be a happy time, an exciting time.She’d never been a homebody, never yearned for home.Maybe because she moved to a new apartment so often.New York was exhilarating, but it didn’t feel like home.Not that it should after less than a day.
But there was something missing.It missed something.That reality hit her the moment she stepped off the private jet.No amount of pampering and high life could alter or better what she needed most.
“Who says you’re sleeping alone?”he asked, his voice a low rumble.“We don’t have restrictions anymore, Babycakes.That means you and I don’t ever have to hang up.”
Sounded good to her.
Being in the new city was for a good cause.She didn’t want Rourke to think that she couldn’t hack it on her own.
“New York is incredible,” she said.“Roxie’s been amazing.”
“Her girls are important to her.Don’t ask why.With the latitude Zairn gives her, the Kyst-meister could have her own army of personal shoppers.”
“Not every woman gets her kicks with a credit card.”
“Yeah, I know how you get your kicks,” he said.“What are you wearing?”
Just like old times again.“That’s your trivial?”
“Nothing trivial about it.That information is valuable and if you won’t turn on your camera…”
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to turn on her camera.If she turned on hers, he’d have to reciprocate.
“Is that a good idea?You already miss me so much; won’t it break your heart to see what you can’t have?”
“I can have it any time I want it, babe,” he said, ignoring her mocking pout.“Your pussy’s just waiting for me.I choose not to get on a plane.”
“Because you don’t want to embarrass yourself.Who needs you?There’s a nightclub here in the building.Lots of drunk guys, easy prey.And Roxie’s friend Toria knows all the best dating hotspots, where to find the best guys.”
“The best guys are here in California.I’m surprised Toria travels so far for a decent date.”
“California is okay.If you’re loaded and pretty.”
“I am,” he boasted.
Closing her eyes, she absorbed the intonation of his voice.The seconds ticked by.His breathing synced with hers and she soaked in every moment.
“Tell me something real, Xavie.”
“All day I was spacing out,” he admitted.“Staring at your desk.Which is stupid because it’s been your desk for thirty seconds.You are coming back, right?Otherwise I wasted a heap on the remodel.”
“If I don’t find some richer, sexier guy with a bigger cock, then yeah, I’m coming back.”
“When?”
She smiled because the raw need in that single word told her more than she’d get from a thousand cameras.
“I want your hands on me,” she whispered.“I took for granted how you touch me.”
