“What’s so funny?” He cocked his head to the side and licked his lips.
“I was just thinking to myself that last week I was wondering what you looked like naked and here we are.”
“Do I pass the bill?”
“I don’t think you could have passed it any higher.” I laughed, caressing his ass.
“You have perfect br**sts.” He grinned and held them in his soapy hands. “They are the perfect size for me.”
“Yeah right.” I shook my head. “They’re too big.”
“There is no such thing as br**sts that are too big.” He leaned forward and sucked on my left nipple. “I want to touch and play with them all day.”
“Well, you can’t do that.” I moaned, as he licked and sucked. “Zane, please.”
“Yes, Lucky?”
“I can’t do it again.” I groaned. “I’m too sore.”
“Okay, we’ll wait until tonight.” He laughed and kissed back up to my face. “So what are we going to do today?” I asked curiously as we stepped out of the shower. Zane grabbed a thick cream towel and wrapped it around me and I smiled at him gratefully. It was nice having somewhere take care of me in this way.
“It’s a surprise.” He grinned.
“No fair.”
“I want to show you the parts of Los Angeles that will make you go wow.”
You make me go wow, I thought to myself. “Ooh, I’m excited.”
“Good.” He rubbed the towel up and down my body. “Spread your legs and stretch your arms out so I can make sure every drop is dry.” I did as he said and stood there as he dried me off. This was the most intimate moment I had ever had in my life and we stared at each other as he tenderly rubbed me down. His blue eyes were intense and focused, and my breath caught at the emotions I saw reflected in them.
“We’re crazy, you know.” I finally spoke. “Well, maybe just me.”
“Why are you crazy, Lucky?”
“This moment is crazy. This wonderful, beautiful, special moment. I barely know you, yet, here I am, naked here in front of you and you are drying me and I’m loving it and I’m just so overwhelmed.” I paused to take a breath. “You just used to be that cocky guy who sat in my booth and now …” My voice trailed off.
“And now what?” Zane stopped what he was doing and stared at me.
“And now, you’re the guy I’m having sex with.”
“Am I just the guy you’re having sex with?” He half-smiled and I was confused. Would I scare him aware if I told him just how much he was starting to mean to me.
“No, you’re the guy that makes me laugh, and makes me tremble,” I said seriously.
“Do you know that I’ve thought about this moment a million times?” Zane’s voice caught and he smoothed the hair on the top of my head back. “Don’t call me a horrible man, but every time I saw you at Lou’s, I wondered what you would look like in my bed. I wondered if you tasted as sweet as you looked.”
“And?” I grinned and rubbed his jawline.
“You’re sweeter than I ever imagined. Thank you for taking this chance on me.” His voice caught with emotion.
“Thank you for taking this chance on me.” I ran my finger to his lips. “I’m so glad I came. Even though it’s only been the second day.”
“I’m glad you are here. And you’re right. We’re crazy. But I’m glad we’re crazy. If we weren’t crazy, we wouldn’t have moments like this.”
“And God knows school isn’t going anywhere.” I laughed.
“Sometimes you just have to grab life by horns and ride it wherever it takes you. This is a good thing for us. School is important, and I would never say otherwise, but this is giving you real world knowledge. You can go back to your history classes and tell everyone, hey guys, this is what really happened.”
“Yeah, that will be awesome.” I smiled quickly, trying to ignore the stinging feeling in my heart at his words. I didn’t want to go back and tell anyone about anything. I was caught up in this moment, in the here and the now, and I didn’t want to be anywhere but here. I didn’t want to be with anyone, but him.
“That’s my Lucky.” He kissed my nose and grabbed another towel. “Now go and get dressed so we can leave.”
“Yes, sir.” I ran out of the room, giggling and singing to myself as I got ready.
***
“Okay, first stop.” Zane parked the car and jumped out. “Welcome to the Los Angeles Plaza and the statue of Felipe de Neve. He’s considered the first founder of Los Angeles.”
“Wow.” I looked at the statue in admiration. “I’ve never heard of him before.”
“Most people haven’t.” Zane grabbed my hand. “Felipe was a Spanish governor and his tenure was from 1975 to 1982.”
“1975?” I grinned. “I didn’t realize California was so new.”
“I mean 1775 to 1782.” He laughed. “Felipe was granted permission from Charles III of Spain to found and establish Los Angeles.”
“I’m impressed that you know that.” I looked at him in admiration.
“Okay, I can’t lie.” He sighed and pulled me closer to him. “I looked it up. I never heard of Felipe until this morning when I looked up historical places to show you in LA.”
“You didn’t have to do that.” I was touched that he had done research for me.
“I wanted to take you to places that you love, and you love history.” He shrugged. “It seemed like a sure bet.”
“You’re so much more amazing than I thought, do you know that?” I pulled him towards me and gave him a kiss.
“If it means I get lots of kisses, then I hope so.” He kissed me back and then pulled me closer to the statue. “Let’s see what the inscription says.”
Felipe de Neve (1728–84). Governor of California 1775–82. In 1781, on orders from King Carlos III of Spain, Felipe de Neve selected a site near the River Porciuncula and laid out the town of El Pueblo de La Reina de Los Angeles, one of two pueblos he founded in Alta California.
I read the inscription aloud, impressed at how well he had remembered the basic facts. “It seems like you remembered it all correctly, smarty pants.
“Well, I’m not just all good looks.”
“So where to next?”