way. In fact, it got Dylan to thinking what she could be hiding underneath the buttoned up image. Granted she had a whole librarian persona going for her, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing; it had him wondering about her sexual tastes and how far she would be willing to go and “ play ”.
“Please,” Dylan said, as if the information was not as important as it really was.
“The first reason for such a staggering request is, my Mother is terminally ill and she has this fear that I’ll be alone. So, I thought if I could give the impression that I was involved in a fulfilling relationship, it would perhaps give her the comfort she needs.” Natalie could not help but lower her head and look at her folded hands on her lap. She closed her eyes in shame. She quickly picked her head up and finished what he needed to know. “You must think I’m the worst person in the world, but if I can give her that before she’s gone, it will help me to live peacefully afterwards. So Mr. Cross, if you would be willing to agree to do this with me, I would make it financially worth your time.”
“Before I give you my answer, I have one question I would like answered, ok?” Dylan got up from his seat. He decided to break the distance he had given her before he knew what this was about and took the seat directly next to her. He turned the chair around and straddled it as he rested those strong forearms on the back.
“Answering one question, I guess would be the least I could do considering what I’m asking,” she said, as she thought how easy it would be to just lean a little toward him and make his position go from casual to intimate in one swoop.
“You need to answer it honestly. If you want to give your mother comfort in such a way, that would not involve sex. You specifically asked me to have sex with you. Why?”
“That’s fair enough.” Natalie felt as if all the air had left her lungs. She didn’t know if she would be able to speak the words, but if he was even considering going through with this then she would have to be completely honest.
Dylan, for a moment, thought she was not going to answer the question when she moved her hand up and straightened her glasses. He watched once again, as she made sure she commanded calmness before speaking.
“I’m, as you can see, quite plain and physically lacking. So needless to say, I’ve never been in an actual relationship or therefore experienced any sort of sexual encounter or familiarity. I want to know what it’s like to be held in a man’s arms and to know I’m wanted both romantically and physically. Hence, if I am going to engage in such an affair, I want to make sure it’s full of occurrences and know-how that I can carry with me when I truly am alone.” Natalie watched, as again he gave no sort of physical reaction to her words. A part of her boldness chipped away knowing that not only had she made a complete fool of herself but that she came across as completely pitiful and pathetic.
She just admitted she is a pure, untouched virgin? Good God! Here he was being a bastard, contemplating completely inappropriate thoughts of how naughty and dirty she might be. God help him, he was intrigued.
Feeling as if she could not take his scrutiny any more, she rose from her seat, grabbed her small bag and tried for a hasty retreat. She got about five feet away, when she felt a large hand grab her upper arm and halt her progress.
“Wait, Natalie, I’m not judging you. It’s just a lot to take in. I need time to think about your offer,” Dylan said, as he looked down into those large eyes again. Eyes that looked as if he held the key to some sort of magic box.
“Of course. I’m sure this is not what you were planning on when you came out to enjoy your evening,” Natalie said, just wanting to flee.
“Can you give me until tomorrow night?”
“Yes, that would be fine. Shall we meet here again at say nine o’clock; either to part ways or to work out