Author: Tara Sue Me
“It’s so much more than that. It’s like an itch, an ache. And when you’re with the right Dom, and he scratches it just so?” Sasha sighed with deep satisfaction and simultaneous excitement.
Hearing Sasha talk about it made Julie want to try it all the more. After all, it seemed to suit Sasha. And just because she tried it didn’t mean she had to do it forever. She could just see if she liked it.
But no sooner had that thought passed through her mind than she wondered what it would be like to submit to Daniel. Would he be gentle in bed or was he into taking what he wanted hard and fast?
“You’re sighing,” Sasha said. “What’s on your mind?”
Had she sighed out loud? She didn’t even realize it. “Just thinking about something. ”
“Would that something happen to be a certain vice president?”
“Here lately, it’s always about him. ”
“Just be careful, okay?”
But that was the problem. She was always careful. For once she wanted to take a risk.
• • •
Daniel was standing inside the coffee shop, waiting, when Julie arrived on Thursday. She took a second to watch him from the window. Having arrived after work, he was wearing a beautiful dark suit that emphasized his blond good looks. He was drawing admiring glances from several women.
Locally owned, the coffee shop was her and Sasha’s favorite hangout. Furnished with plush leather couches and handmade bookshelves, it was the perfect place to spend a winter afternoon. She wondered if Daniel had ever been inside before. Right now he was looking at the far wall, frowning at something she couldn’t see.
Must have been a bad day.
She looked down at the polo shirt she always wore to work and wished she’d had time to run home and change into something nicer. It wouldn’t look like she belonged with Daniel when she joined him. Shaking her head, she pushed open the door. Let people think what they would. For the moment, she was with Daniel and that was all that mattered.
His expression lightened when he saw her and he walked over. “Hey, come on in. Let me take your coat. ”
She shrugged out of her winter coat, trying hard not to react when their hands brushed. “Thanks. ”
He seemed completely unaffected, hanging the coat on the rack beside the door. “You want to get a table while I order?”
She told him what she wanted, medium latte and a blueberry scone, then found a secluded corner table and waited. He hadn’t been in line long when a young woman approached him. He shook his head at whatever it was she said. The lady reached out to touch him, but he shot her a look that froze her in her tracks.
The look troubled Julie a bit. It had been so cold and stern, and seemed totally out of character for Daniel. At least, it seemed out of character for what she knew of Daniel so far. Maybe she hadn’t read him as well as she thought.
She asked him about it when he found her minutes later. “Did that chick hit on you?”
He placed her latte and scone in front of her. “Yes, some people can’t take no for an answer. ”
“Some people are really bold. I can’t imagine approaching a stranger in a coffee shop. ”
He took a sip from his cup. “She wasn’t a stranger. ”
Did that make her an ex, a friend who wanted more, maybe a business associate? She wanted to ask, but didn’t. It was their first date; she had no claims on him and he owed her no explanations.
“I’m very selective about who I go out with,” he said.
She raised an eyebrow and he laughed.
“That sounds a bit snobbish, doesn’t it?” he asked.
“Slightly. You make it sound like you think the rest of us will date anyone with a basic grasp of the English language and most of their teeth. ”
“Let me rephrase, then. ” He sat thinking for several seconds before finally giving up. “Nah. I’ve got nothing. ”
“That’s okay, I understand. You have certain criteria you’d like in a woman and some people don’t make the cut. I’m selective about who I go out with, too. ”
“I’m glad I fit the bill. ”
She shrugged. “What can I say, I’m putty in the hands of a man who talks in complete sentences. ”
He didn’t take it like the joke she’d intended; instead, his eyes flashed with desire. “I doubt you’d be putty for just any man no matter how well he spoke. ”
Damn near every conversation she’d ever had with Sasha about submission ran through her mind, but she pushed them out of her head. She focused her attention on Daniel, trying hard not to imagine being putty in his hands.
“It’s a figure of speech. I’m a self-made businesswoman. I’m putty in no one’s hands and I don’t intend to be. ”
“Is that so?” His eyes looked so deeply into hers that she wondered if he saw through her words.
“Yes,” she said, but even she didn’t believe her response. From the look he gave her, she could tell Daniel didn’t either.
“That’s too bad. ”
He spoke the words so softly, she wasn’t sure she was meant to have heard them.
He changed subjects, bringing up the benefit on Saturday. Julie asked about his grandfather and he was happy to talk about him. He shared some stories about fishing as a young boy with his grandpa that made her laugh, but also realize the warmth and love that had been between them. Her own grandparents had died before she was born, so she didn’t have a connection like Daniel did. She admired the love he obviously felt toward his grandfather, and was moved that he expressed it by organizing the melanoma fund-raiser every year.
She found Daniel easygoing and fun to talk with. He had an air about him that set her at ease. Except for the times—and it happened more than once, so she knew it wasn’t her imagination—that he looked at her with those blue eyes and the intensity took her breath.
There was something unusually captivating about Daniel. She just couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
TWO
The day of the melanoma benefit brought the exact amount of chaos and problems Daniel had come to expect of large fund-raisers. Which was why he was glad he’d paid knowledgeable contractors good money to handle the issues as they cropped up.
He’d arrived at the hotel three hours before the first guest was due to arrive. The time allowed him to oversee everything and still leave to change into his tux before he was scheduled to appear.