“You were watching me?”
“Uh-huh. But I’m afraid you have to go now.”
“What time is it?”
“I don’t know, but the sun is going down.”
“Oh!” She sat bolt upright. “I must have been out for hours.”
He rested a hand on her thigh. “Don’t worry about it. If it weren’t tonight…I mean, I have stuff to do.”
“That’s right. You work nights.” She glanced down at her nudity and smiled. Then she whispered, “Thank you.”
He smiled, but it quickly faded. “Roz, I want you to know something.”
Uh-oh. Here it comes.
“Here what comes?”
“Oh, nothing. Say whatever you were going to say.”
He hesitated then surprised her by saying, “It might not always be like that. Gentle, I mean. I can get…well, much stronger. More urgent.”
“Oh.”Whew.“That’s fine. I’m really not that fragile. I think I’d like…no, IknowI’d like having sex with you all kinds of ways. I’ve never had wild monkey lovin’.”
“What I mean is, I can get a little rough.”
Her mouth hung open, then she shut it and raised her chin. “I can take it. Hey, who knows, maybe I can get rough too. I’ve never tried that either.”
“This isn’t a matter of trying or not trying something. It’s who I am.” He cocked his head. “What did you think I was going to say?”
“When?”
“When I said I had to tell you something and you responded with, Uh-oh.”
She sighed. “Some speech about not getting tied down to one person. Not to expect—”
“Whoa. That’s not me. I don’t know what kind of guys you’ve been with, but I’m not the love ’em and leave ’em type. In fact, I assumed we’d be exclusive.”
“Already? I mean…yeah!”
“Good. I’m all yours, and you’re not seeing anyone but me. Got it?”
“Naturally. That’s only fair.”
He grinned and rolled out of bed. Extending his hand, Konrad hauled her up. She couldn’t get over how comfortable he was in the nude. Of course, if she had a body to die for, like he did, she would walk around in the nude all the time.
“Get dressed, angel. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Promise?”
“Unless I get arrested again.” He grinned. “I’d call you because you’re my lawyer.”
“You’d better be kidding.”
***
The rest of the week passed slowly. Konrad called Roz every night, but didn’t want to bug her and come off as desperate. Besides, she had to work, so he bode his time, reading one of the many new novels he’d picked up on his last trip to the bookstore. Now that it was Friday, he figured he’d pop downstairs after she got home from work and see if she’d like to go out to dinner. He dressed casually in one of his many black T-shirts and a pair of jeans.
