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The driver grunted his acknowledgment and raised the partition. When I looked at Grace again, her face was tomato red.
“I guess I should have made sure this was okay before I did it,” she said sheepishly.
“Oh Grace,” I muttered, “you can do this anytime you want.”
She smiled at me as I lowered my lips to hers again. The strap of her dress slid off her shoulder, and it took all my willpower not to pull the dress completely off. I was burning for her. I needed to see her naked again.
But I was trying to be a gentleman. I wasn’t going to undress her in the back of my car. At least not tonight. I wanted to show her a good time. One that wasn’t fueled by anger, like in Miami, or proximity, like on the plane.
I wanted to show her who I really was, and what I could offer her. I wanted to show her how I could please her and make her scream. Simply put: I wanted her in all the ways that a man could want a woman.
9
GRACE
When we arrived at Dylan’s apartment, I was prepared to be impressed, but I had no idea what to expect. We stepped through the front door, and it was like every skyscraper in Manhattan was right outside the window in the foyer. I took a few steps towards it and gasped as I saw the view of Central Park below.
I guess I’d been a bit preoccupied in the car and hadn’t realized exactly where we were. It was the view that I had dreamed about since I was a little girl. City meets greenery. It was more breathtaking than I could have imagined.
Dylan approached behind me and grabbed me around the waist. He pressed his lips to my neck and gave my skin a gentle nibble. I shivered as he held me, but I was still too stunned to speak.
“You like it?” he murmured in my ear.
“I can’t believe it’s real,” I said. “Wait a minute. This isn’t one of those windows that has a fake image on it or something, right?”
Dylan laughed into my hair.
“It’s very real,” he said.
“Well, it definitely beats the view of the brick wall outside my bedroom window.”
Even with how successful I’d become in my career, it didn’t change the fact that real estate in New York was expensive. I considered myself very lucky to have a one bedroom apartment with no roommate. But this… I didn’t know people could really live like this.
“Should we go out onto the terrace?” Dylan muttered.
“There’s a terrace?” I said with a gasp.Of course there’s a terrace. Why wouldn’t there be a terrace?
Dylan laughed again and I knew I was making a fool of myself, but I didn’t care. I felt like I was in a movie that I never wanted to end. He grabbed my hand and led me to a door I hadn’t even realized was a door. It was as tall as the wall, and made of pure glass.
When the door opened, the sounds of the city came alive, but they were distant. Not like the ones I was used to hearing from my apartment. It was like we were part of the city without actually beinginthe city. The breeze was chilly as it whipped past us, but for some reason, I didn’t feel that cold.
Dylan led me over to a small sitting area in the corner of the terrace and turned on a lamp. Immediately, I felt much warmer and I stared at him in surprise.
“What? You thought I was just going to let you freeze out here?”
He sat down on the couch and pulled me down next to him, wrapping an arm around me. I laid my head on his shoulder and took in the view of the city for a long moment. I could have stayed out there forever.
“This is why people romanticize New York,” I said to myself.
At least, I thought I said it to myself.
“What is?”
“Moments like this. Peaceful moments existing among the chaos. Enjoying solitude with someone whose company you enjoy.”
“You enjoy my company? That’s a surprise.”
“Why is that a surprise?” I asked, lifting my head to look at him.
