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She squeezed his balls, hard, and a second wave engulfed him, running hot from the tips of his toes to the crown of his head. He caught it and rode it, cresting, shouting her name, then collapsed, breathing hard, spent, as he drifted down from where she took him.
The sound of glass on wood made him turn his head lazily. A whisky tumbler was on the table, with a layer of milky liquid coating its bottom.
“Dafna?”
She grinned at him. “I didn’t want to mess the floor.”
Chapter 26
Now My Daughter Definitely Gets It
The day was just breaking as he drove to the beach, his body and mind still floating from the amazing evening with Dafna yesterday.
They needed to get going right afterwards, since the distillery was already filling up with the eight o’clock whisky tasting group. They shared a taxi. He dropped her at the hotel she wisely booked ahead, and he went home, because Gal was waiting to watch a movie.
Contrary to all prior occasions, his daughter got up to accompany him to the beach. Gal’s eyes were closed, and she’d been very quiet the entire ride. When she was a little girl and he would drive her to kindergarten, she was quiet like that. He would sometimes find himself en- route to the office, forgetting she was in the car, and having to turn around and drive back.
“Gal…”
“Hmmm…”
“Listen…Dafna, the woman I told you about. She’ll be here this morning. She’s HR in a startup and wanted to check out this paddleboarding activity for her company.”
“Oh!” She no longer slouched but sat with her back straight and her arms crossed.
“What?”
“I totally forgot about it!”
“I thought you didn’t mind, you even made jokes about how she is older than me.”
“It’s just…I thought you were going to spend the morning with me.”
He immediately felt guilty—that he didn’t spend enough time with his daughter, and that when he finally did he dragged a love interest into the mix.
“I will, but with her too.”
“How does one become HR? Is it a good job? Sounds fluffy,” she muttered.
“Dafna majored in Psychology, and did an MBA, a degree in business administration in Human Resources Management. Not fluffy at all. Why?”
His daughter had only ever wanted to become an opera singer, looking into alternative careers could mean there were troubles again.
“Just asking. Stop trying to read meaning into everything.” She pouted.
“Okay.”
They drove the rest of the way in silence, which he welcomed since he had a lot on his mind. He was tense and not only about Gal meeting Dafna. Looking into the wrong entries in Kisharti’s books would not only mess with his future—his boss insinuated he expected a favorable report—but also with Kisharti’s future. He needed to share this with Dafna, and soon.
More than any other day of the week, Friday morning at the beach started very early and with a vengeance. Israel’s working week stretched from Sunday to Thursday, meaning that on Friday everyone was off work and, unlike on a Saturday, the observant Jews could drive.
Gal hoisted her board, balancing it on her head. He shouldered his board and Dafna’s. They had around a kilometer to walk before reaching the meeting point of the paddleboarding group.
“Abba, do you remember I invited a few friends tonight? It would be really great if you disappeared, like, went out with Eitan or something.”
She mentioned it a few days ago, and he’d suggested she used her empty mother’s house.
“You said you’d take them to Givatayim.”
