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“What time is it?” I ask before biting into the toast.
“Just before nine.”
I start. “I’m supposed to meet with my study group at ten-thirty!”
In my head, I go over how fast I can get myself out of here, back to my apartment to change and grab my textbook and notes, and make it over to Moffitt Library.
“I’ll give you a lift,” Darren offers before heading to his walk-in closet to dress.
“Thanks,” I sigh in relief. I would be hard-pressed to make it taking public transportation. I quickly finish the egg and take a few gulps of the coffee before looking around for my underwear. Spotting it on the floor, I slip in on and try not to relive all that happened last night.
“There’re extra toothbrushes in the bathroom,” Darren informs me.
I can’t help but wonder how often he has women over if he keeps spare toothbrushes around.
Like the rest of the place, the bathroom is stunning. It also has a large skylight above. The fixtures and lighting look like they were polished yesterday. The shower looks like it’s built for four or five people—who needs such a large shower? On the other side of the feature wall is a rectangular Jacuzzi bathtub wrapped in granite. I stand on a furry bathmat before the sink and unwrap a new toothbrush.
Did I really have five orgasms last night? Counting the foot rub, that makes six total orgasms. That’s more than I have in a month most times.
When I’m done with the bathroom, and have tried to make my hair look less messy by using my fingers as a comb, I step out and see that Darren, dressed in sweats and a muscle tank, looks as hot as ever.
“Your cell’s on the table,” he tells me. “I had security bring it up.”
I go get my phone so that I can text my classmates that I’ll likely be a little late. I then send a text to Amy to see how she’s doing.
Darren’s fairly quiet as we take the elevator down to the parking garage. I wonder if he regrets what happened last night.
“Thanks for breakfast,” I say after we’re in his Panamera. I think about offering him some of the sweet potato pie that I plan on making, but I don’t know if he would even care for it. Plus, that would entail us meeting again, and I’m not sure if he wants that either.
So I decide to talk about his club instead. “How long have you been the owner of The Lotus?”
“I started it four years ago,” he answers.
“What made you decide to open a club?”
“I had family who liked to hang out at the Crimson Dragon Restaurant before it burned down. I decided to provide a replacement, but one less stuffy and old school.”
“You have a lot of family here in San Francisco?”
“Extended family.”
“That must be nice. I wish I knew who my extended family were.”
Neither one of us is particularly chatty on the ride back to Berkeley. As he pulls up in front of my apartment, I wonder what I should say in parting. See you around? Thank you for the amazing orgasms?
His cell rings. The call goes through to the car.
“I need to talk. You clear?” the man on the other end asks.
“Not yet,” Darren replies.
I check the time and turn to him. “I should hurry. Thanks for the ride.”
He nods and turns back to his call.
I walk up to the building and turn around to wave just before going inside, but I can’t tell through the dark tint of his car windows if he sees me.
Once inside, I let out a long breath. Well, that wasn’t much of a goodbye. After the sex we had, if he was interested in more than that, we would have at least exchanged a peck on the cheek, right? At least he personally drove me home. He could have sent me off in a taxi or had one of his staff members drive me back. And it was nice of him to make breakfast. He didn’t have to do that.
Still, I have a feeling I probably won’t ever see him again.
