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“I want your observations.”
“Ah, I’m surprised you value them.”
“I do. You should know that.”
“You fight them tooth and nail.”
“Sharpens your vision to have it challenged. But what do you say, you going to take the trip or not?”
“A week?”
“Six days.”
“Any other arrangements you have in mind?”
He smirked. “You can count on it,” he said. His crisp voice had that remarkable edge, as if he was just about to tell her to strip for him. She wouldn’t have minded it in the slightest gazing at that quality in him, whatever it was, the one that drove her mad with sexual longing. She could practically taste the desire on her lips.
“It will push half my life aside when I can hardly afford to,” she said.
“It’s your choice, if you can’t you can’t.”
He was not so charming with that remark, and took a phone call before Jocelyn could answer. She thought he’d never get off, and was tempted to leave in the middle of the drawn out conversation. However, if he wanted her to leave, he would have shooed her away with his hand. He’d done that before.
“I’ll arrange it,” she said, when he was finished.
“Good, we fly out Sunday night.”
It was Thursday. Hardly four days to get ready. She moved quickly out his office door, knowing she had a lot of rearranging to do.
As much for love and lust, as business. He hadn’t said it, but she was sure there was something wicked up his sleeves. It was like him to provoke situations with surprise attacks. If she relished an adventure, this would be it.
***
The rumbling train jostled her body into an erotic attitude. She was hopelessly romantic in picturesque old world settings, and the landscape of Germany was moving her into a pleasantly altered state.
Reggie sat beside her, both of them settling into the train ride through the mountains. Jet lag knocked out any desire for conversation or any attempt to pick away in tiny measures at the vast unexplored territory in their understanding of each other. It was a long day, and a long night traveling with a near stranger, whose presence at her side did nothing but arouse her. Constant arousal was painful without some kind of fulfillment.
She knew that Reggie’s choice of travel was deliberately motivated by her presence on this trip. It set the mood for things to come, though only time would reveal the purpose.
They slept nearly three hours, through two stops and a meal. They were more tired than hungry.
Waking, Jocelyn stood up in their small compartment and stretched, letting the life return to her aching limbs. What she’d give for a long warm bath, a downy bed, and a decent night’s sleep. It was a hazard of foreign travel not getting the rest she needed.
“You look good like that,” she heard Reggie comment. Turning around, she saw he’d awakened too and was staring at her.
“Like what?” she asked.
“With your hands over your head. Your torso stretched taut that way.”
She was reaching overhead to find something in her bag. Her short sweater pulled away from her skirt showing a naked tummy below. He could probably see her breasts from where he sat.
She smiled, found the book she was looking for, and sat back down across from him. Opening the paperback, she tried to read.
“Stop that!” she said, noticing Reggie’s unwavering gaze.
“What’s that?” he asked, innocently.
“You’re staring at me.”
