You certainly are a man of mystery. But Im glad you felt comfortable enough to share some of those secrets with me. You can trust me, Ry. Sunday?
Later in the day, after Ive returned to Paris.
Maybe we could do a late-afternoon picnic?
Sounds like a plan. He grabbed his cell phone from the coffee table and handed it to her. Enter your info for me so I can call you. I dont even know your last name.
Im Indigo DuCharme.
Of course. A princess wouldnt have any other but a romantic name. Well figure things out Sunday morning when I give you a call.
I cant wait. In the meantime, Im going home to
Google werewolves?
She bowed her head, because hed hit it right on the nose. Maybe. Indi typed in her name and phone number, then also put in her address.
What you read online will only be fiction, Ry explained, feeling the need to do so. Although some writers do get a few things right. Just take it all with a huge chunk of salt, okay?
Deal. I imagine it may be weird for you to have someone asking you questions about yourself, but Im going to warn you that I may have many more questions on Sunday.
It is weird, but Im not feeling so nervous about this as I was when you initially asked me. Maybe we both need a few days to let this sink in. If by Sunday youre not on board with me, then Ill understand. He took the phone from her.
Sounds like a plan.
Indi stood. Hed just given her an opportunity to leave. And while he wanted her to stay for a few more kisses, Ry guessed her brain was humming with so much new, strange and curious information that she would need to be away from him for awhile, take it in and give it a good think.
She thrust out her hand for him to shake. Really? Theyd gone beyond that silly gesture.
Ry pulled her in and bent to kiss her. The womans body melded to his as if fitting into a mold. And as his hard-on gave him away, Ry delved deeper into the kiss to grasp her sweetness just in case he might never see her again. Parting from her happened with a sigh from them both.
Sunday is so far away, she said, walking to the door. Its going to be a long week. Thanks, Ry, for being honest.
Thank you for not freaking out. But if you freak later, you can call me and well cancel plans.
No canceling. And besides, my BFF is always on call for my freak-outs.
No telling the BFF about me.
Right. I can tell her I met a handsome man, though. Shed never forgive me if I kept that one to myself.
Another kiss sent her on her way. And Ry waited in the doorway, listening as her footsteps sounded down the stairs.
What had he just done? Revealing himself to a woman he barely knew? Something was wrong with him.
Or maybe its finally right.