Guarding His Heart

“Have you never been to New York before?”

“No.” She shook her head and looked at me for a second before looking back outside the window. “I’ve always wanted to come, but I’ve never been before.”

“Oh, that’s a shame.” I saw her expression change as the Manhattan skyline came into view from the road we were on.

“Wow.” She gasped excitedly.

“I know.” I looked out the window myself and stared at the skyscrapers. There was no place like New York City. “It’s breathtaking.”

“I mean, I’ve seen it on TV, but I never expected it to look so majestic, so powerful and dominating.” She gasped.

“Yeah.” I nodded. “It’s one of those cities that makes you think, wow.” I was silent for a while as we drove along. It was interesting to see how affected Hannah was by the city. She’d lost her cold and distant girl persona and taken on a more excited and open side. This was a side of her I hadn’t seen before. A side that made me like her more than I wanted to admit.

“What about this?” I said without thinking. “What about we stay an extra day to sightsee if the meetings go well.”

“But we already have our tickets back.” She said slowly, letting me know she wasn’t totally against the idea.

“I’ll worry about the tickets.” I grinned. “There are some perks to being the boss’s son. Just as there are some detriments.”

“I bet.” She laughed and I laughed with her.

“I think we’re nearly at the hotel.” I smiled at her as we made our way through the busy streets slowly. “We’re staying in Midtown West, I hope that’s okay with you.”

“I don’t even know what Midtown West means.” She laughed, her eyes bright with excitement. “I’m fine where ever we stay.” She paused and looked at me. “As long as I have my own room.”

“You mean you don’t want to have some fun tonight?” I asked her softly, enjoying the red hue of embarrassment on her face.

“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.” She blushed and shifted in her seat.

“That’s a pity. I was quite looking forward to our first night together.”

“There is no first night together.” She rolled her eyes. “Don’t even try to come to my room after the meeting.”

“Don’t worry, Hannah. I only sleep with girls that want me. The sex is much more enjoyable that way. I prefer a woman to give as good as she gets, not to lie there like a fish.”

“I don’t lie there like a fish.” She snapped at me, her eyes flashing at me.

“That’s true.” I nodded. “I didn’t think you would. I think you’d be the sort to take charge, right? I think you’re the sort of girl that likes to be on top. You look like the sort of girl that likes to ride.”

“I do like horses yes.” She replied quickly and then paused. “You’re disgusting by the way.”

“What?” I laughed and held my hands up. “If you want to pretend I’m your horse tonight, I’m not going to say no.”

“Pig.” She shook her head and turned away from me.

“I’ll trot or gallop, whichever one you like.”

“Leo.” She said my name sexily as she told me off.

“And you don’t have to ride bareback. I brought a saddle. Plenty of them in fact.”

“Leo.” Her voice rose even higher and I laughed even louder. I knew I was being inappropriate, but I just loved teasing with her. Not that I was teasing her completely. I was serious. I had about five condoms in my wallet and I was definitely willing to use them if she wanted to. I knew she was attracted to me, it was in the way her eyes sometimes studied my body and face. It was obvious in the way her fingers trembled when I handed her something and the way her body reacted when I brushed next to her. Hannah’s body was as eager to know mine as I was to know hers. The only problem I had was the fact that she might try and use it against me or she might expect more. I’d known other women that had tried to tie me down after a couple of nights of sex. I thought about the last couple of girls I’d slept with. One had brought a suitcase to my house and had never wanted to leave. One had called me nonstop five times a day for three months. One had showed up at the club I worked at in a trench coat and nothing underneath. So yeah, maybe it was my fault she’d gotten even more crazy after I’d let her give me a blowjob in the alleyway at the side of the club. It wasn’t that I didn’t like the girls, it was just that I didn’t want a relationship. I’d had one girlfriend in college and I’d found out she’d only been dating me because my dad was rich. I’d never been able to trust women after that. Not that I’d been super heartbroken, but it had worked out for both Zane and I to be players. We’d had more fun that way. I smiled as I remembered my last trip to New York. Zane and I had met two German girls at a nightclub and spent the weekend with them teaching us just how free and liberated European women were. That had been a great weekend. Part of me wanted to call Zane and ask him if he remembered how much fun we’d had, but I had a feeling Lucky wouldn’t be too happy if she found out what I was calling about. That was the problem with getting married, you just couldn’t be yourself anymore. You couldn’t talk about and reminisce about the good old days.

“I think we’re here, Leo.” Hannah touched my arm gently. “Are you okay?” Her voice expressed concern as I came out of my thoughts.