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David was gracious, but fended them off. One woman lifted her shirt and exposed herself.
“Wow,” he said shielding his eyes. “Put those away.”
“Please sign?” she asked and batted her eyes.
“Put them away,” he repeated. “One picture fully clothed, and that’s it.”
Cara watched as his powerful arm pressed around one of the women’s back. Her mind fixed on how sexy he was, how masculine his arm was and thought that arm has been around me. David politely thanked them, and they went on their way. “I’m sorry about that.”
“I’d flash you,” she said flirtatiously.
He gave her a look that made her knees buckle. “Is that right?”
“We could have stayed at my place,” she whispered. “Surfed the water bed, watched TV. I love Carmel, it’s lovely, but I want it to be fun for you.”
He kissed her forehead. Someone took a picture. He rolled his eyes.
“Just ignore that,” he said laughing into her hair.
“Okay, I’ll follow your lead.”
“I want to book my next get-away to Japantown, the place is killer.”
They strolled lazily around Carmel Village. It was getting late and some of the artisan shops, mostly jewelry, were closing but they enjoyed them just the same.
“Those are pretty,” he said looking at the precious stones in the display window.
“I’m satisfied just looking at it,” she said. “People find value in this stuff because of the colors. Like somehow color has value. People have value. Color is just color.”
He seemed to study her. “You’re pretty philosophical there, sunshine,” he said. “Will you go have a drink with me? I mean a club soda with a float of lime juice?”
“Yes.”
“It won’t bother you that we’ll go to a bar?” he said. “I don’t mean to be insensitive.”
“You’re not,” she said honestly. “Tomorrow when we get back, I’ll go to my group. I’m fine. How about you?”
He stopped and looked her in the eye, a smile washing his features. He took her into his arms.
“I have to say I’m really happy I met you.” He kissed her until her toes curled.
It was a couple of blocks over to the fabled Hog’s Breath Inn, a bar in Carmel that had at one time been owned by a movie star. They entered the restaurant that was packed, but there were empty seats at the bar. David thought that they would have a better time having a drink there with their backs to the crowd.
The bartender tossed a couple of bar naps at them, without really looking at their faces. When he did, he flinched. He recognized David. David smiled darkly and touched his finger to his lips to signal to the bartender to keep his being there a secret.
“Two club sodas with a float of lime.”
He took out his credit card to run a tab, but the bartender waived it.
“On the house,” said the guy.
“Thanks man.”
Carla held her glass to his in a toast. “Cheers,” she said.
He clinked her glass and kissed her again. Right in the middle of their sweet moment, someone put their hand on David’s shoulder.
“Mr. Hansen,” he said. “Can I get your autograph?”
