there was a glow to her skin and a smile she couldn"t suppress and she blushed when she saw Micha quickly stand as she exited the elevator. He didn"t look her in the eye as she walked out to the street. Somehow, her car was waiting for her at the curb and the doorman politely tipped his hat as he held the door for the two of them.
Electra had to chuckle as she drove home in the darkest part of the night. She was probably the only woman in history who had to drive home from her first night of passion with her body guard in the passenger seat.
Micha didn"t talk throughout the entire trip and she didn"t initiate any conversation either. Instead, she relived each moment, each conversation, every touch she"d experienced throughout the night.
When she reached her house, she crept up t he stairs, careful so she didn"t wake her grandmother who had been sleeping for several hours by now. She brushed her teeth and slipped into her bed, smiling up at the ceiling. It had been a perfect night, she thought to herself. The only thing that could make this better would be to know that she would be experiencing Dharr"s touch once again. But that was not to be, she knew. She"d settle for tonight and be glad that she"d had a master initiate her into the world of passion.
The ringing from her purse woke her the following morning. Disoriented with exhaustion and sore muscles she hadn"t realized existed, she quickly searched for her phone, desperate to find out who was calling and get rid of them so she could get back to sleep. She almost considered turning it off without answering it, but her grandmother"s lessons in manners wouldn"t allow that to happen.
“Hello?” she asked softly into the phone, not sure what time it was but sure it was early since the sun still hadn"t made it over the edge of her bedroom window. She quickly calculated that she"d had less than three hours of sleep and that pained her since she was normally grumpy if she didn"t get at least eight hours a night.
“Where the hell are you?” a deep voice said angrily in her ear.
That voice woke her instantly and she sat up straight in bed, her eyes looking around her small bedroom to make sure no one else was able to hear the conversation. “Dharr?” she gasped. Thankfully the door to her bedroom was still closed.
“Are you expecting other men to demand your whereabouts first thing in the morning?” he gritted out harshly.
She relaxed slightly against the pillows, her mind turning fuzzy as she tried to make sense of his angry tone of voice and early morning phone call. “No. But I wasn"t assuming you would care either.”
“So you slipped out like a..”
“Don"t say another word!” she interrupted quickly, her body tensing and her eyes flashing even though he couldn"t see her anger. “I don"t think either one of us would appreciate the implications of your comment so just don"t say it!” She was shaking with anger and wanted to throw the phone across the room. But ruining her phone wouldn"t hurt him, more"s the pity.
She heard him curse under his breath and could imagine him running his long, tanned fingers through his black hair in frustration. The thought made her feel better, if only mildly. “Where are you?” he demanded. “We"re not finished. You owe me an explanation,” he said, his voice calm but with a note of steel.
As usual, when someone demanded, Electra rebelled. First his awful comment and now this?“I don"t owe you anything,” she snapped back. Then with a flick of her wrist, she snapped the cell phone closed, turning off the ringer and tossing it back into her purse. Dharr stared at the now dead phone in shock. Had she just hung up on him? The experience was unprecedented and he actually raised the phone to his ear and called her name, sure that the slip of a woman hadn"t just hung up the phone on him.
The smile that crossed his face was slow in coming but it grew until it burst into a loud, full bodied laugh. She"d actually hung up on him! No one had ever dared but this wild woman who had dared everything and challenged all he"d known and countered every assumption he"d had in a woman up to now, had really hung up on him.
He tossed the phone onto the bed and