I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. I couldn’t help but wonder if he was serious or not. He did strike me as the kind of guy who had a pretty active sex life. But still, why would six people need to be in one shower? Something about the way he said it, though, made me pretty sure he had been in that shower with five other people at some point in his life.
I walked in and sat down on the stone bench on one side of the shower, while Chase started the water on the other side. He tested it out, and when it was just right, he reached his hand out for me to come join him.
The fact that he reached his hand out and I still had to take three steps to join him showed just how large of a shower he had. It was perfect, and I could have stayed in that room with him for hours.
Chase positioned me so my back was facing all of the jets, and then he pressed a couple of buttons on the wall.
The water started to pulse in a pattern and worked its way up and down my back. It felt like there were a hundred little fingers working their way all around me. I loved every second of it. I pulled Chase toward me and his lips to mine, while the shower had its fun with my back.
We touched and explored each other in the shower, but we were both too exhausted to do anything else. It was delightful to feel his hands on my body, and I wanted him to stay home with me and lay in bed all day long. I knew he was going to need to go to work, though.
One thing I knew very much about successful men was that they were successful because they worked hard. Ana and I had a long conversation about how we hated when women got mad at their men for going to work, yet they wanted to be supported financially by them. If you wanted your man to provide a beautiful home and financial support for the family, you had to be all right with him going to work.
“What time do you think you’ll get back tonight?” I asked him.
“I actually don’t have to go in for a couple of hours. We can have breakfast first. It should be a short workday. Fridays are always that way. We have a lot of people who work four-day weeks.”
“All right. Then let’s get dressed and have some breakfast. It can be our first date.” I laughed.
I had never had sex with a man who I hadn’t even gone on a date with. In fact, I hadn’t even had sex with a guy without getting to know him over several dates. But, nothing about my relationship with Chase was normal. It was an experiment in something new.
“Yes, a breakfast date sounds perfect.”
Chase wrapped a towel around me, and I went back to my room to get dressed. I closed my door and jumped up and down. He was such a perfect guy, I couldn’t even contain myself. He was everything I had hoped for and more. Nothing could make the moment any more perfect.
I jumped around my room like a schoolgirl who had just been called on the phone by her crush. He was so handsome and nice. I couldn’t imagine anything better than the night we had just had. All my doubts about him were gone, and I felt like I had landed the jackpot of all guys. He was successful, and I knew it was with his father’s company, but that didn’t matter to me. Chase was the perfect guy for me, and I couldn’t wait to get to know him more and spend more time with him.
While I sat on my bed, I used the cell phone he had given me to try to get in contact with Ana or Gordon. Again, the numbers I had didn’t answer, and I felt the dread of that situation. I knew Ana would not have gone that long without getting in touch with me. She knew how worried I was about her and she knew I was going to be going crazy until I heard from her.
But, when I thought about it a little more, I realized she no longer had a way of actually getting a hold of me. I didn’t live in my apartment anymore, and my cell phone didn’t work in the United States. The only way we would be able to reach each other would be over email or if she miraculously picked up the phone that I had been calling – and I didn’t know if Ana would think to check her email. She had never been too much into technology and had only recently started to use her phone to get apps and check email. I desperately hoped she remembered her password and checked her email sometime soon so I could know she was safe.
When I had finished getting dressed and making myself a little more presentable, I made my way out to the kitchen where I saw Chase getting breakfast started. I stopped to admire him before he realized I was there.
He looked handsome in his work suit, and I wondered if he usually made himself breakfast at home or if he had someone else that made it. I really didn’t know very much about him and I couldn’t wait to get to know him more.
The house was so big – I knew there was no way he kept it clean without having someone else help with that. So, it made sense that he might have had someone else who did his shopping and cooking for him, too.
“Oh, you’re a cook. I think I’m going to like this,” I said as I sat down at the counter.
“I’m not a cook. These eggs are going to be the worst thing you have ever tasted,” he said with a smile.
“I’ll pretend to like them.”
“Uh oh. How good are you at pretending? I don’t want to feel bad about my cooking skills.”
“I’m really good. I can make you believe I’m tasting the most delicious eggs in the world.”
He smiled and handed me a plate of eggs. They actually did look delicious and, with my first bite, I knew he was totally messing with me when he said he was a bad cook. They had a touch of flavoring and some cheese added to them. They might have been the best tasting eggs I really had ever had.
“Mmm, these eggs are so good. Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes,” I teased him as I ate my eggs.
“Now you’re scaring me.”
“Why?”
“Because those screams of ‘yes’ sounded an awful lot like what I heard coming out of you last night.”
Chase came over toward me and leaned down to kiss my cheek gently. I blushed at the mention of my screams from the night before. In the light of day, I was suddenly shy again. It was the way he looked at me – I instantly felt like a schoolgirl.