Chapter 11 #2
He was glad he’d never seen her without the leggings walking around anywhere. “I think the housekeeping service would take care of laundry for you, if you wanted.”
“I read that on the pamphlet next to the phone, but I’d rather do my own laundry.
I never had to when I lived at home, but I was determined to learn how when I was in college, despite my parents’ wishes.
They wanted a private service to come to my dorm each week to handle it for me.
Personally, I thought that was ridiculous.
I refused to be pampered that way. There were some things I needed to learn for myself. ”
“Experience is the best teacher,” he said, cutting into his steak.
“You believe that?”
“Yes.”
“Me too. And I’m glad we think alike on that matter.”
“Why?” he asked before putting a piece of steak into his mouth. It had been cooked just the way he liked.
“Because I want to ask a favor of you.”
He gazed across the table at her, held captive by her beautiful green eyes. Swallowing his meat, he asked, “And what favor is that?”
“You’re the most experienced man I’ve ever met, and I’d appreciate it if you could teach me everything there is to know about it while we’re together. It’s something I’ve put off doing for a while.”
She had him curious. “It? What are you talking about?” he asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
“Sex.”
Drew nearly choked on his coffee. When Eden was about to get out of her chair to make sure he was okay, he motioned for her to stay put.
He didn’t want her anywhere near him. At least, not until she explained what she meant.
There was no reason to ask her to repeat what she’d said because he had heard her clearly.
Clearing his throat, he asked in as calm a voice as he could, “Why would you need anyone to teach you about sex?”
**
Of course, Drew would want to know that, Eden thought as she took a bite of her chicken and then washed it down with water.
The very man who had her thinking about sex, when she had never dwelled on such things before, was sitting across from her.
She had known the moment he had walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower. The manly scent preceded him.
She had seen him before he had seen her.
All it had taken was the sight of him in jeans, tugging his massive shoulders through a shirt, to make her breath catch.
He hadn’t shaved, but that made him look even sexier, wild and untamed, while at the same time scrumptiously delicious.
She had never thought of a man as being delicious until him.
Seeing him had made her feel hot—so hot that she’d had to snatch open the refrigerator and stick her head in to cool off.
“Eden?”
She blinked when she realized she had been sitting there staring at him, while he had been waiting for her to answer his question.
She figured he deserved an answer. “I’m a late bloomer. If Mark and I had been a real couple, we would have made love by now, but that’s not the case. And I’m tired of Sophie telling me how great it is.”
She put her fork down, leaned over the table, and said softly, “To be honest, I’ve never given having sex much thought.
My mind has been on finishing college while doing my modeling on the side.
But in less than two weeks, I’ll be living in Paris on my own, and I don’t want to go there not knowing anything. ”
He didn’t say anything for a minute, and then asked, “So, you want to know how to please a man?”
She leaned back in her chair. “Heck no. I want to make sure any man I sleep with knows how to please me.”
From Drew’s smile, she wondered if he found what she had said amusing when she was dead serious. “And you think a man won’t know how to please you?” he asked.
She shrugged. “I’m not sure, but I’m bothered by some of the things that I’ve heard.”
“Like what?”
Although they were alone, she still didn’t want her voice to carry beyond this little area.
“From the whispers of the girls who stayed in my dorm, some guys could be real jerks in the bedroom. Some would get their pleasure without caring if you got yours. They could be selfish and leave you unsatisfied. That was the main gripe I heard.”
“And what makes you think I’m not that way?”
Now it was her time to smile. “You, with five possessive, obsessive, and aggressive women gunning for you? I figured you must be doing something right. I’ve never known a man to get run out of a city for being so good in bed that the women refuse to give him up.”
“I never said I was good in bed.”
“You didn’t have to. The fact that you have all those women out to get you gave it away.”
“So, you plan to move to Paris and get buck wild?” he asked.
“No, I plan to move to Paris and be smarter than most men think that a twenty-one-year-old should be. If French men are supposed to be the best lovers, how will I know if that’s true if I have nothing to base it on?
The only way I can make that determination is to know what real pleasure feels like.
But more importantly, Drew, I want my first time to be with someone who knows what he is doing and won’t hurt me. ”
She took another sip of water, then asked, “So, will you teach me?”
He held her gaze for a long moment. “No.”