She couldn’t help a giggle. But she’d shared the gelato with Brian. She wasn’t sure she could eat it with Jon. “I’m stuffed from that amazing meal.”
“Too stuffed for chocolate? Who are you and what have you done with Eve Costello?”
She smiled at his joke. “I’m truly full, but I sure could go for a glass of water.”
“You got it,” he said, his eyes sparkling, “and then back to bed.”
Chapter Five
Eve gulped down her glass of water, gazed at him, and smiled, her silver eyes sparkling. Jon’s cock rose. A fine line creased her forehead. Only slightly, but he noticed.
“You’re thinking again.”
“Mmm. Thinking about how much I want to go back to bed with you.”
“Works for me.” He took her hand. “But first tell me something.”
“Okay.”
“I know you and Bri have a lot more in common than you and I do.”
“Jonny, I thought you didn’t want to talk about Bri.”
“I don’t. Except…well…I want to understand. I get that you’re both artists. And you
both talk about how the dance, or the music in Brian’s case, calls to you.”
“It’s hard to explain any better than that.”
He wanted to understand. Had a fierce need to get inside her head and learn every little essence that made her tick. “Try. Please.”
“All right.” She set the glass down on his nightstand. “I see dancing as a metaphor for life. Like moving through time and space, you know?”
“Yeah?” He didn’t really get it, but oh, he wanted to.
“Yeah. Especially belly dancing. It’s one of the most ancient forms of dance, and it’s very empowering for women. We use the parts of our bodies that are inherently female. We dance in bare feet to connect to the energy of the earth. And those flutters that Brian likes? They originated as a celebration of childbirth.”
“Wow.” He nodded as her words sank into his mind. He was getting it. He was getting her. And damn, he loved her all the more.
“And also, dance stimulates the physical, emotional, and spiritual parts of us. It keeps our bodies physically fit, and…”
“And what, honey?”
Her cheeks burned a raspberry hue. So beautiful. “This may sound silly to you.”
He cupped one pretty pink cheek. Her skin was like silk. “Nothing about you is silly to me. Tell me.”
She drew in a breath and let it out slowly. “Okay. Our physical bodies house our spiritual selves, Jon. So we must keep our bodies physically fit, because without them we can’t move in any direction.”
He wanted to kiss her senseless. But he held back, simply let his thumb drift across her luscious lower lip. “Why did you think that would sound silly to me? I’m a personal trainer, Eve. I devote my life to helping people keep their bodies physically fit.”
“I don’t know,” she hedged, “some people think it’s kind of a flaky concept. But I believe it, Jonny. Truly I do.”
“So do I.” He brushed his lips across hers. “You’re so beautiful, inside and out. So strong. And I’m adding something to my mission statement as of right now. My new mission statement is to educate, motivate, and support each client by way of an individualized program designed to maximize his physical, emotional, and spiritual health.”
“Oh…” Her soft sigh drifted over his cheek like the lightest desert breeze.
He lay down on the bed and pulled her against his body. “Tell me what you want, honey.” He wanted her to take the lead. He wasn’t a submissive. Nothing like that. But he liked a strong woman in the bedroom. He spent all day in control of others’ lives. He told them what to eat, how to work out, when to see a medical professional. He didn’t mind being in charge. He loved his job. And he certainly wasn’t averse to taking the lead in bed. But what really revved his motor was a woman who took what she wanted.