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“We’re having dinner up here?”
“Yes. I thought you might like the privacy while surrounded by eight million people.”
I guide her over to the table where it’s hiding behind a trellis wall of vines of fragrant jasmine. Their scent swirls around us as I pull her chair out for her.
The table has been set and prepared for us. Our meals were kept hot under silver domes, accompanied by white linens, a vase of roses, and a chiller of white wine. The orange and white cashmere and wool blanket I’ve requested lays across the back of her chair.
I take it, spreading it over her bare shoulders to warm her from the chilly night. I’ve been told women her age love this line and so I’ve had one delivered from the shop on Wall Street.
“So soft.” She fingers the material. “Nice of the hotel to think of every little thing.”
“I—” I swallow back my ego, wanting her to know it’s me who has thought of everything. Me who chose her spa treatments, her outfit, hell, her panties. This blanket. But it’s not about me, is it? I did all this for her. I say, “I’m glad you like it.”
Sitting across from her, I can’t take my gaze away from her face. The candlelight warms her features, the breeze teasing her curls. Her pretty pink fingers hold the blanket closed over her chest. But the thing that has me unable to look away is the smile on her face.
It’s like the whole world lights up when she smiles. That’s why I go to all this trouble. To see her smile. To have her light up my cold, cruel world.
“Wine?” I ask, pulling a bottle of crisp chardonnay from the chiller.
“No, thank you. I don’t want anything to take away from this night, this once in a lifetime experience.”
“Most girls your age use alcohol to enhance the experience.” I replace the bottle, leaving my own glass empty.
“What do I know about girls my age?” she asks. “My ex ran off all my friends and after watching him act like a fool after downing a few cans of Milwaukee’s Best, I’ve lost my taste for alcohol.”
“Do you ever drink?” I ask.
“Not since him,” she says, a sadness in her voice.
I send for a waiter. He appears at the side of our table. “Yes, sir.”
We don’t need anything on this table to remind her of her ex tonight. Maybe, when she feels safe enough with me, we’ll toast with champagne. “Take the wine away, please.”
“Yes, sir.”
“You didn’t have to do that,” she whispers, but her face looks pleased.
“You know what would enhance this experience?” I ask.
“Nothing,” she breathes happily, staring out over the city.
“Dessert before dinner.” I stand, taking her hand. “Come.”
“What’s for dessert?” she asks.
“You.”
CHAPTER 16
Lily
“Come here. I want to taste that pretty pussy of yours. You’re not wearing any panties under that dress, are you?”
“Yes. The ones you picked out.”
“Well, we will have to take those off, won’t we?”
Oh, god. Out here? Anyone could come through that door, walking right out onto this rooftop, and wouldn’t they be in for a naughty surprise. I look out over the city, feel the breeze caress my skin. I feel… alive.
