selling five because I’d like to buy this one. It captures the spirit of yesterday and will always remind me of y ou. You can keep it in the show and mail it to me later. I’ll give you a check now.”
“I don’t want a check.”
“OK, I can give you cash, I’ll just have to go to a bank an d cash travelers checks.”
“No, I don’t want money. If you want the painting, it’s yours.”
“That isn’t fair to you. We’ve only met. You deserve the money.”
“Why do yo u think money is so important? I’m pleased you enjoy my work and it gives me pleasure to give you on e. If it reminds you of me, I’m gratified . It is my gift to you. ” A tiny smile was barely discernible.
I want to argue more but h e begi n s kissing me and well , one thing le a d s to another and soon we are making love. Now , I’m not a girl who’s slept with a lot of guys, in fact, I could c ount them on one hand but Jay i s amazing. “Your ex must have been crazy to leave you for somebod y else.” That comment seems to score points for me .
Later he ta k es me back to the mote l . I ask if he wants to come in and he surprises me by saying yes. He stays the night and we mak e more fantastic love . I was right about h is hands; they are remarkable. It seems they have extraordinary powers once they touch my body. I keep telling myself I can’ t fall in love; he needs a Hopi woman for his children. Besides, we live in two very different worlds. But I know the damage has been done.
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I t’s nice waking u p with someone I still cared about in the morning, another first for me. As we eat breakfast in the cafe , J ay as ks softly , “Do you usually moan so much when you make love?”
I gasp , totally surprised. I must be as red as the tomato juice I’m drinking because my cheeks are burning . I see his little smile. “Uh, no…I don’t know if I ever … ur … have bef ore. Was this a problem?” I suddenly feel very shy and I look down at the blue pancakes I’m eating. Oh, they’re made from Hopi corn.
I think to myself, did anyone else hear me? Was I distracting? Did he find it too…go ahead and say it…slutty? I frown , thinking of all the negatives. He’s so serious , I don’t know what to think.
“No problem. ” He takes my hand. “ What are you planning today?”
“Well, I was su ppose d to check out of here this morning and head to Sedona. I guess I’ll just make plans to stay the week.” I look up at him teasingly . “ That is, i f you don’t mind having a moaner around.”
“No, check out. I want you to stay with me. If you don’t have a lot to pack, we can do it all before I have to be back for the first tour.”
“Are you sure?” No guy ever asked me to live with him ... even if it was for only a week or two .
“ I’m sure , are you?”
“Oh, yes … I can pack in ten minutes. I’ll fol low you over in the rental car. I’d like to keep that for things I want to do while you’re working.”
So, that’s what we do. Before Jay leaves for work , he kisses me deeply and says, “I don’t want to leave you .” The look on his face says so much. He kisses me again.
“ Is this a problem?”
“Could be, little moaner. You’re making me fall in love with you.”
“ Oh, no! Don’t blame this on me. You started the whole thing. Why are you so dar n incredible ? This is crazy, we’ve only known each other a few days…”
He kisses m e again so I can’t finish, grabs his keys , gives me that smile and closes the door. I lean on th e door with a sigh. He’s so calm , so composed , and so sexy.
I run to the window and watch him ride away on his bike and smile. Could this be real? More importantly could this be happening to me? Things like this only happen to other people or in the movies. I stand around feeling totally bewildered. Did he just say he was falling in love with me? I feel my heart pounding in my chest. He did say it, right? Suddenly I do a victory dance