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 atJackson 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.
Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) 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.
"
Alittle sex?
A little sex!
Talon was dumbstruck. He was used to leaving his lovers, but this had to be the easiest time he'd ever experienced, and he found it strangely disconcerting.
Unsettling.
Humbling.
Especially given the way the two of them had carried on. This had been the best marathon of sex he'd ever had. She had met his passion and stamina in a way that was unbelievable.
Now she was fine with him just walking out the door?
"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked again.
"Look, it's cool, okay? I knew when I agreed to this that you wouldn't be hanging around afterward. I'm not stupid, you know. I'm a big girl. You're a really big guy and I'm sure you have a life to get back to."
Panic drifted through her eyes. "Oh God, you're not married, are you?"
"No, I'm not married."
She let out a relieved breath. "Then, no harm, no foul."
She crossed the short distance to her fridge to return the juice jug.
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"Sunshine?"
She paused to give him a peeved stare. "What, Talon? You're not having separation anxiety, are you?
Today was fun and it was worth it, but I've got to get back to work. I have a ton of stuff that I need to do tonight."
"Yeah, but…" He didn't finish the sentence. He refused to.
"But?"
He clamped his jaw shut. Fine, if she wanted him gone, he was gone.
He shouldn't have spent the day with her anyway.
This close to Mardi Gras, he couldn't affordany distractions. Never mind one that came in the form of a dark-haired temptress.
"Nothing," he said.
She looked relieved. "Since you have to meet someone, you go ahead and shower and I'll make us some dinner."
Talon took her up on the shower, but when he was finished, he declined eating her tofu salad and soy steaks.
"Thanks again, Sunshine," he said as he shrugged his leather jacket on over his T-shirt. "I had a really good day."
"Me too," she said with a smile while she nibbled her salad and flipped through an art magazine.
He still couldn't believe how well she was taking his leaving her. Damn.
A part of him continued to expect her to at least beg him to call her.
Ask for his e-mail.
Something.
But she didn't.
Man, how he hated the twenty-first century.
She looked up as he headed for the door. "You take care of yourself, Talon. And in the future, please try and stay out of the way of runaway Mardi Gras floats, okay?"
Talon lifted both brows in stunned shock. "Excuse me?"
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"Don't you remember last night when you got mowed down?"