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his back, then pushed even deeper inside me. I suppressed a gasp
by concentrating on his face - a hard, dark, bony structure, an
open mouth and screwed-up eyes, which made him look deceptively
vulnerable, like a panther yawning.
I raised my
head with an effort, so that I was able to run my tongue around
his lips. His eyes opened and he grinned at me. I wanted to pocket
that smile. Then he suddenly jerked my thighs so that I shuddered
and clutched him, scared to let go in case my body fell apart.
We lay like that for a while, then he carefully eased off of me.
I definitely will not forget you. He was answering
a question Id asked him earlier the same night, when wed
first met at the club.
up to touch his spiky fringe. It dipped down over flat narrow
eyes that stared hard into mine. I slid my legs up and down his
dancers body, trying to recapture the high I got from making
love. But it was gone and I couldnt bring it back, even
if he did look like a Prince. There was nothing left for me to
do here so I stepped off the mattress, climbed into my clothes
and made for the door. Maybe he wouldnt forget me, but Id
soon forget him.
My hand was
ready to catch the door handle when he called me back. Youre
not gonna just run out on me, are ya? Hed put his
pants on and was lying back against the wall. Man, he was good-looking.
But so were lots of other guys, I reminded myself. I already
told you, I said quickly, I aint looking to
I remember. I guess I figured youd change your mind
after - lots of girls have.
not lots of girls, Kane. I betcha cant even remember my
name, hey. He stood up, reaching for his T-shirt. At
least let me walk you home. This area aint so hot - Layla.
I laughed then, because I was glad he knew my name. It made me
agree to let him see me down.
out into the street and he took my hand, linking his fingers through
mine. Whats that for? I wanted to know. I guess
I expected him to say Cause youre cute or something
else dumn, but he didnt. He said, You think youre
pretty special, dont ya?
The way he
said that made me look at him, not as a lover, but as a person.
This guy was on my level. Do you live there? I looked
back at the dirty squat wed just left. Sometimes.
My cousins a gangster, hes gonna fix me up. Knows
this drum down Park Avenue way. I thought about Kane dressed
up in a suit, drinking cocktails in one of the rooftop penthouses
on Park Avenue. I didnt like the image and almost said so.
But then, I hardly knew the guy. Instead, I asked him how long
hed been in town. Long enough. He smiled and
again, I wanted to snatch it and keep it all to myself. About
three weeks. I like this place. I could hang out here for a while.
move around a lot, huh?
to travel. All the way across America and back again. How about
you? Been here all your life?
about to change. One of the guys from the club, André,
he knows this club in the city. They need a dancer real bad. Thats
where Im headed as of tomorrow.
like that. Think theyll have you?
favour to André. He owes me.
about I come with you?
and dropped his hand. What dya mean, come with me?
I dont do the boyfriend thing, remember?
said anything about boyfriends? We could just hang out. I mean,
who do you know in the city?
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