"I think I should have taken more vitamins this morning."
"And I'm thinking there are still several positions we haven't tried."
Talon woke up in Sunshine's bed just as the sun set. He smiled in sleepy pleasure as he smelled the scent of turpentine and patchouli on his skin.
Sunshine.
She was still nestled in his arms, sound asleep. To his amazement, he felt his body starting to harden again.
After this afternoon, he should be sated for at least a day or two, if not for a full week.
For that matter, he shouldn't be able to move.
Yet he wanted to take her again. Right now. He wanted to feel her arms and legs wrapped around him, holding him close as he lost himself to the sensation of her flesh sliding against his.
Only Nynia had ever made him feel like this. He had been completely insatiable with her. To look at her was to burn for her.
He'd never thought to find another woman so appealing. And yet all he wanted to do was spend the rest of the night inside Sunshine. To feel her breath against his neck as he buried himself in her moist heat over and over again.
But he couldn't. He was supposed to meet Acheron at Jackson Square.
Not to mention that there were Daimons on the street ready to kill, and he had innocent people to protect.
"Talon?"
Inwardly, he cringed at the sound of her sleepy voice. He'd hoped to make a quiet exit while she slept.
How he hated messy exits.
"Evening, love," he murmured, kissing her brow.
She smiled a smile that dazzled him. "Are you leaving?"
"Yeah, I have to go meet someone."
"Okay," she said.
She got up from the bed, and wrapped a sheet around herself. "It was really great meeting you, Talon. Thanks for a wonderful day."
She left him alone then.
Talon frowned. This was normally the part where his lovers begged him to stay, at least for a little while longer. Where they told him he was the best lover they had ever known and then cried at the thought of never having him again.
But Sunshine seemed completely fine with his leaving. She didn't seem to be the tiniest bit sad.
What was this?
He scooted out of bed and left the room to find her in the kitchen, holding a rice cake between her teeth while she poured herself a cup of pink juice.
"Sunshine, are you okay?"
She took the rice cake out of her mouth and looked at him. "I'm fine."
Her face paled a degree. "Oh Lord, you're not going to get possessive or weird on me now, are you? Please tell me you're not one of those guys Trina told me about who gets a little sex from a woman and then thinks he owns her."
A little sex?
A little sex!