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Chapter One Christian wiped his oily hands into an already black towel and mused as he chewed on a toothpick. Not so long ago, that same towel used to be white. Shaking his head, he tossed the towel over his shoulder and walked out of the shop and looked up at the darkening sky. It was going to rain. He only hoped it didnt start until closing so he could get his truck home before it began pouring. He could leave anytime he wanted but he didnt have anything to go home or to do. He thought if he was going to be bored out of his skin, he should do that at work where he could get some more work done on his proposal to try and add to his business by building custom cars. The truck had been giving him issues when it rained lately and he still couldnt find what was wrong with it. Maybe the truck was like him, and hated the rain. The rain made things soggy and uncontrollable. The rain made his head hurt and his old injuries act up, causing most of his muscles to go sore. Christian Bishop hated the rain. Frowning, he turned and entered his office off to the side of his garage and sat down behind the crowded desk. He still wondered how he could find anything on it but after a few years of working with all the clutter, its somewhat of a sixth sense to him. He dug out the ringing telephone from under a pile of telephone books and began to drop them on by one onto the floor, Bishops Garage, he answered as the last book hit the floor. He pushed back against the rickety leather chair and crossed his jean clad ankles on the desk. He listened to the voice on the other end and even though he heard every word the woman said, he could tell a lot by the way she spoke. Shaking his head he rolled his eyes and smiled, Have you been to Bishops before? No I havent, Emiko Chan told him. This is somewhat of an emergency and my regular guy chose now to take a vacation. She hired her own personal mechanic that her father recommended. True, she had to fly him over from Myers Rock but it was worth it. The man was a genius. I see, Christian frowned and pulled his legs off the desk. Get the car into my garage and Ill take a look at it. It cant be driven, the woman sounded as though she was getting frustrated. I dont even know why it wont start. Well I wish you had said that in the first place, Christian teased knowing full well that she may not like that. Gimme your address and Ill have someone come tow it. Christian began digging through the mess on his desk to find a pen. He would be the one going for it because his only employee was a high school senior who only worked there during the summer driving the tow truck. When he finally found one, he turned over a poster, Alright, whats the address?

My name is Emiko Chan and I am at 55 Sabre Street. Alright, well be there in about half an hour. Cant you come now? This is important. Look lady, Im the only person here today and I have other vehicles in the shop as we speak that needs to be looked at. One hour. He hung up the phone and grinned as he placed his legs back on the desk, rested his head back against the seat and closed his eyes; a nap was exactly what he ordered. *** Emiko Chan growled at the telephone and banged it against the expensive desk a few times before letting it fall back into its cradle. Who did that jerk think he was? She stood up and began pacing. She had a reunion to go to on the weekend and if that car wasnt ready she would absolutely die! She couldnt just show up in a cab, and heaven forbid, a bus! She shivered at the thought and walked over to the stereo. True, she would have to have the car shipped to Toronto, but she could afford it. She pressed play and Colin James Keep on loving me Baby, began playing. She grunted and pressed stop. That song was way too happy for the mood she was in at the moment. She was born to a very prominent Chinese family who decided that Calder Creek was the place to send their only daughter to attend university. After school was over, Emiko started her own business and stayed. Now her high school reunion was coming up and she couldnt just show up in just about any car. It was bad enough that she was showing up alone but that was something she just had to step up and swallow. Nothing she had done in her life prepared her for this day. When she was in high school she was always talking about coming back in ten years to see how the school had changed and how everyone that went there with her would change. She would fantasize that Shelly would grow a beard and started going bald and that would bring Emiko through countless numbers of Shellys tantrums and taunts. Those were days she never wished to remember. As she paced she kept checking the clock. It was two seconds since you last checked, the voice came from the door and Emiko turned to see her friend Beatrice standing there shaking her head. What? Emiko asked. The tow truck isnt here yet, Beatrice Henry spoke up and she walked into the room and slumped down into an Asian inspired sofa. I still dont see why you dont just hire a limo and a driver. I mean its better than driving yourself. Then you have the chore and extra expense of shipping the car there. Who else has an Enigma Ninja in this country? Emiko asked running a hand through her long black hair.

Point taken. Sit down youre wearing a hole in that carpet and by the looks of it, its rather expensive. Whats taking him so long? Knowing him, he probably is taking a nap or he could be busyLook, sit down and Ill go make you a drink. Just a small reminder, you havent chosen a dress for the occasion yet. Dont remind me. Emiko fell beside her friend and sighed, whats wrong with me? I wasnt this competitive in school. Where did I go wrong? Do you want the answer alphabetically, chronologically or order of severity? Shut it! Beatrice only laughed and walked toward the kitchen, you need to relax! she tossed over her shoulders, youre not too young to have a heart attack. Im gonna make some drinks, you want any? Dont answer that, am getting you something. Youre candor is heartwarming, she frowned. Pushing out a big puff of air that caused her bangs to rattle she closed her eyes tight and tried to stop her brain from thinking. She needed a whole minute where she didnt have to worry about anything. Each time she managed to turn it off for a second, it came rushing back. Shelly Cranston was going to make her night at the reunion hell. Maybe you should just not go, Beatrice called from the kitchen as though she could see that her friend was still worrying. Oh that would go over well with Shelly, Emiko stood up. She swore a few Chinese profanities then walked into the kitchen to sit at the glass table, you need to zen out, Beatrice told her before placing a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice in front of her. YahZen out.

Chapter Two It was almost two hours after the phone call that Christian Bishop rang the doorbell to the woman who called herself Emiko Chan. Emiko was in the kitchen zoned out and Beatrice rushed to get it. Im here to tow a car, Christian said not really looking at the woman who had answered the door. He was too busy staring at the clipboard in his hand. Emiko! Beatrice yelled. You might want to come deal with this. Im coming, Emiko called and rushed to the door. Beatrice left and headed back to her drink and Emiko stood, staring wide eyed at the man in front of her. He was wearing a black Metallica T-shirt that did not hide the massiveness of his body. His jeans pants were blue but had black handprints all over the thighs and legs. The knees were cut out and the legs were worn out. He had a black Toronto Blue Jays ball hat on that was brought down over his eyes; even she had to admit he was absolutely gorgeous. You called about the car? Christian asked as he wondered why she was staring. Do I have something on my face? Ahno, Emiko blushed and turned to grab the keys. Here are the keys. Its the Enigma Ninja. Christian took the keys and walked back down toward the silver sports car that was parked in the driveway and gave a long whistled as he stared at it. Why would you want the car back in such a hurry? If you can afford a Ninja, why not take a limo? Thats none of your business, Emiko told him as her chin jutted up proudly. I just want you to fix the car and before the weekend. Well I dont know, Christian said walking around the car. I have a back lag at the shop. Ill get to it when I get to it and even then, it would depend on whats wrong with it. He knew she wouldnt argue or threaten to take it somewhere else. Calder Creek was what they called a one horse town and it was called that for a reason. There was one of everything. Emiko felt like strangling the man but snatched the card he handed her. She read it and looked up at him. The card said, Christian Bishop: Bishop Garage as well as a phone number, email and pager. I should talk to your boss, she groaned. Youre welcome to, he grinned at her as he hopped into the tow truck and began loading the Ninja. When that was finished he jumped from the truck and handed her another card,

dont lose that or else you wont be getting this nice set of wheels back. See you later sweetums. He gave her a wink and hopped back into the truck and drove off down the street. What a jackass! Emiko screamed. Yes, Beatrice spoke up from behind her. But a hot, sexy jackass. One of these days when you sneak up on me Oh blow it out your air hole! You know am right, admit it. Youd do him in a heartbeat! Whatever. Christian got back to the shop and unloaded the car in the garage. He then locked up the tow truck and the shop. He set all the alarms and got into his truck. The rain hadnt started yet but he could tell it wouldnt be long. *** It was two days before the reunion and the garage still hadnt called about her car. She decided to head down and see the progress they were making or if they had run off with her baby. When she arrived, the only form of life she saw was two legs sticking out from underneath her car. Excuse me, she said. Id like to speak to whos in charge around here. Youre speakin to him, the voice said from under the car but the man didnt push himself out. How long did you intend on keep my car here? she blurted out. As long as it takes to fix it, the man spoke. Or you can take it somewhere else. Dont be an ass you know there is nowhere else The man finally pushed himself from underneath the car, Exactly, he said and stood up. Hi again, Im Christian Bishop. And Beatrice said this week could get no worse. Well, your Beatrice should know that whenever someone said something cannot get any worse, it tends to. Youre telling me.

His smile caused her heart to flutter and she held her breath only releasing it when he went back down onto his back and pulled himself underneath the car again causing his muscles to twitch. She let out a breath and began pacing. Those are time when ideas popped into ones head. Emiko looked down again at the filthy pant legs sticking from under her car and thought about the idea again. She didnt think she would ever live it down if she asked him but what other choice did she have? She refused to be the ridicule of the reunion because Shelly couldnt keep her big mouth shut. Ah, Mister Bishop, she called and stayed silent until he pushed himself out again to look up at her. Yes, Ms Chan? he asked in the same voice she had used to call him. I would like to speak with you about a business proposition, Emiko spoke slowly trying to avoid his eyes but each time she did that her eyes caught his hard chest and she felt like moaning. That got Christians attention so he stood up again and grabbed the black towel to wipe his oily hands into it as he watched her, Im listening. He wondered what she wanted to talk about because he did not see what kind of business they could do together. He wasnt going to sell the shop, not for any amount of money in the world but he should hear her out before he assumed the worse. A good person would do that. Christian would have laughed if he was alone when that thought hit him but he remained silent. The way she paced it was like she was getting up the courage to ask him out or something. I would like to hire you for a weekend, Emiko let out quickly on a breath. I would pay you for your troubles. Thats a given Ms. Chan, He spoke as he turned his full attention of his two grey eyes at her. But hire me for what? To be my boyfriend, she said quickly and redness came to her cheeks. To be your what? You heard me. I heard you, but why would a woman like you need to hire a man to be your boyfriend? I have this reunion to go to and I do not want to walk in alone Why should I help you? Because you will be paid handsomely for your troublesI am not asking you to do it for free.

Christian looked down into the face of the woman who had just propositioned him and tried to read her eyes. Her head was lifted proudly with her hands resting defiantly on her slender hips as she looked back at him. Okif I agree to do this, what kind of boyfriend would you like me to be? What kind of question is that? Are we in love? Yes. Have we kissed? Well of course. Have we made mad, tantalizingly sweaty love in the pouring rain? Her cheeks became beet red and she finally looked away from him. Christian smiled, come on Ms. Chan, have we? I dont know. Hrm, Christian mused. Alright, Ill do it. When is this reunion? This weekend in Toronto, Emiko told him. Christian smiled, you got yourself a date.

Chapter Four That night, Christian sat on the window sill of his house and stared out at the lake as it seemed to sparkle because of the moon light. He wondered why a woman like Emiko had to hire out for a man. She had not answered the question when he asked it but he figured the best person to answer it was her. Why had he even agreed to it? It wasnt like he was hard up for money. Sure the shop didnt make him millions but he got by and was always comfortable and satisfied with what he had. There was something about her that just caused him to want to tease her, to touch her, and during his shower, he could swear he tasted her. Shaking his head, he climbed through the window back into the house and made his way to the kitchen where the oven timer was going off. He had baked some chicken for supper and would eat that with steam veggies as he watched re-runs of Will and Grace. He loved that show. *** Emiko tapped her finger impatiently and nervously on the small beside table as she waited for Beatrice to pick up. After what seemed like forever but was actually three rings, Beatrices voice came over the line. I did something bad, Emiko blurted out in Chinese. Ok, Beatrice moaned. My brain is way too fuzzy to translate all of that. Whats bad? Beatrice was Canadian, born of Caucasian parents but had learnt Chinese to become a translator. I did something thats bad, Emiko repeated in English. Beatrice sat up in bed and flipped the bedside lamp on, what did you do? And how much to bail you out of jail? Jail? No! I hired someone to pretend to be my boyfriend for the reunion. Thats not that bad. Im sure many people will be doing that. You dont understand. I hired Christian Bishop. Hoo-boy! Youre not helping! The woman went silent on the other end and Emiko began biting at her nails. She only did that when she was nervous, does he know you guys fly to Toronto tomorrow?

No, I have to call him after I finish talking to you. But he knows we have to go this weekendDid I do that bad? Bad? Beatrice giggled and began fanning herself dramatically, that man is a hunk! If you hadnt given him an indecent proposal some other girl would haveyou worry too much Miko. Emiko sighed, if you say so. I do, now call the man and make your plans. I think I should go with you to this reunion after all. Emiko chuckled, you just like seeing me squirm. Youre right and I want to be seen on Mister Christian Bishops arm. Good so youre paying half his bill? Not a chance! Beatrice laughed. Which reminds me, I have to stop by the boutique tomorrow and have that lovely Gucci dress that I wanted to buy but didnt have anywhere to wear it to. You do that, Emiko laughed. Ill talk to you tomorrow morning. I have to call the pilot and let him know there will be two extras on the flight. And I have to call Mr. Bishop. No wait, I cant go with you, Beatrice made a tsk sound. I promised Ritchie I would stop by and see him play! But am still getting the dress! Oh wellit was good while it lasted. I should call Mister Bishop now before it gets too late. Goodnight and you might want to start calling him Christian or Chris or even darling! Oh bite me! Emiko said and let the phone fall back into the cradle. But before she did, she heard Beatrice laughing. *** Hello? Christian answered the phone. It had awoken him from a deep sleep and a rather steamy dream of Emiko Chan. Im sorry to be calling so late, Emiko spoke slowly at first as she was thinking of just hanging up. Ms. Chan, Christian perked up and moved his body so that his back rested against the head board of his bed. What a pleasant and unexpected surprise.

Emiko began fantasizing about what he looked like with his midnight beard slowly creeping up onto his face. His voice was so husky she had to fight herself not to find him and just crawled into bed with him, I wanted to remind you that we leave tomorrow for the reunion. I see. Are you sure you werent dreaming of me doing really, ungodly things to your body and wanted to see if I could come over? Emiko swallowed a lump in her throat and her gripped tightened on the phone. She really should hang up but she would like to know what he meant by ungodly things, what do you mean? Do you really want to know? I wouldnt have asked if I didnt. Well, Christian reached to turn the light on but stopped himself, stripping you naked, slowlykissing my way down your body but stopped to drive you crazy by feasting on your breasts. Then moving again, down...downslowly Pressing your legs apart. Then using my tongue to He stopped as a moan from her interrupted him then the dial tone. A grinned crossed his lips in the darkness as he hung up the phone and settled back into the bed. She liked what he was saying and to be honest so did he. His hand went underneath his covers and brushed gently over his hard on. Closing his eyes, he smiled again, tomorrow is another day. Emiko covered her face with one hand as she shyly reached between her legs. She pressed her thumb and index fingers against the seat of her panties then lifted the hand to rub the fingers together; wet. She moaned and tried to snuggle back into bed to go to sleep but she couldnt. She kept hearing his sleep-sexied voice telling her what he was going to do to her and how.

Chapter Five The next day, when Emiko saw Christian at the airport, she tried not to stare. He cleaned up mighty fine. She looked away from him shyly as she walked beside him towards the gate for the private plane. As they sat across from each other, she felt his eyes burning into her. She finally turned and looked at him. You didnt have to hang up, Christian spoke softly as not to embarrass her if a stewardess was walking by. What do you mean? Last nightif you felt uncomfortable you should have just said so. Would you have stopped? Yes. I hate flying, she said as she turned her head and looked out the window. The plane hadnt moved yet. I could make you forget you are on a plane, Christian told her. How? Emiko questioned. I have my ways, He grinned at her. So arent you going to tell? Christian thought about it and figured if she was the one to ask him to this reunion thing, he might as well say what was on his mind; Better yet, he should show her what was on his mind, why dont you move over here and sit on my lap? Emiko wanted to tell him to go to hell but liquid grey of his eyes called to her. She felt heat rising throughout her body and he hadnt even touched heryet. Moving on stiff legs she walked over and stood in front of him with both her hands pressed against her side. She figured you only live once and she wasnt involved with anyone at the moment, there was no harm in being close to him. Christian lifted his arms and held her hips then brought her down into his lap so that her legs were over one set of armrest and her back was pressing against the window. Close your eyes, he whispered leaning up to brush his lips softly against each eye lid. Her eyes fluttered shut and he moved one hand to wrap around her to hold her to his lap and the other moved down to roll her short skirt up a little. One of her hand came up to stop him, trust me, he whispered and her hand seemed to fall away.

The hand that was rolling up her skirt went underneath and pushed her thong to the side, tell me if you want me to stop, and I will. Emikos breathing began coming in fast bursts. She was anticipating what he was going to do to her. She should hate this man for his ego but there she was, sitting in his lap with her back against his the window, her eyes closed and his hand traveling up her skirt between her legs. She sat still until his callused finger tip brushed against her clit. Her body jerked and she sucked in a breath. His finger rubbed her clit slowly, then in circular patterns. A sighed left her lips as her head fell backwards. What he was doing to her was magic. She whimpered softly as his finger went down over her clit and into her. Her hips began gyrating against his probing finger. Christian watched her face as her hips began bucking against his finger. The plane was moving but she didnt seem to notice. He sank his finger deeper inside of her, withdrew it and added a second finger. He used his thumb to massage her clit as he sank his finger into her over and over. When one of Emikos hand came up and grabbed a handful of his shirt, and the other wrapped tightly around his back, he knew she was about to explode. He smiled down at her and whispered closed to her eyes, let go Emiko. Her head fell backwards and as the plane shot off the runway into the sky, Emiko Chan came all over Christian Bishops hand. He then gathered her against his chest and rocked her slowly. The next time Emiko opened her eyes, the plane was back on the ground and Christian was whispering against her ears for her to wake up. Where are we? she looked up into the face of what had to be a God. Toronto, Christian told her. Emiko flew out of his lap and he laughed, no need to be modest Emiko, he told her as he stood up. She groaned and tried to straighten her skirt before leaving the plane. She couldnt believe she had fallen asleep for three hours. She had felt so comfortable in his arms that she had slept there the whole way. With her face pressed against his chest and his arms wrapped around her. She blushed and looked away from him as he offered to grab her carry on luggage. She smiled shyly at him and walked ahead of him out of the plane. *** Christian was surprised that she hadnt booked him a separate room but there were two beds in the bedroom. He smiled as he dumped his things on his bed and walked over to the closet

to hang his suit. He was not used to going to fancy parties and had gone out that day early to find a suit that would fit him. After about two hours, he finally found one that he was sure she would approve of. He watched her as she moved about the room, trying her best not to look at him and not to touch him. Do you want me to apologize? he asked as he sat down on the bed and began hauling off his shoes. For what? Emiko hung the bag with her dress up beside his suit bag. For what happened on the plane. I could say I was sorry but I wouldnt mean it. Why? I had a hand in it. Then why cant you look at me? Christian stood up and walked over to stand behind her. He watched her body go rigid and he felt like an eel. He began to back away. His eyes went sad. Maybe she had seen his back and wanted nothing to do with him. He had changed his shirt when she had gone out to tip the boy who had carried her suitcase up to the room. He turned his back on her and walked out of the room. Emiko sighed and fell to her bed. She covered her face and tried to think what had just happened. Was he the same man who had almost talked her to an orgasm on the phone? Was he the same confident man who had brought her to pleasure on the plane by sticking his hand up her skirt? She felt horrible. Maybe she had hurt his feelings. Getting up, she walked out of the room and found him on the balcony staring out at Lake Ontario. Im sorry, I didnt mean to hurt your feelings, she spoke. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you? Christian turned to face her and watched her as she stood there looking up at him. He tried to keep telling himself that she didnt mean that in a sexual way, but in a way of genuine care. She wanted to make him feel better, as in buy him a drink or cook him dinner, better. He knew she was looking past his head but he had to smile. She was so small and beautiful that he wanted nothing more than to see her smile for him. What was going on with him? I have an indecent proposal for you, he spoke finally and Emiko let out a breath of air in relief. Christian still didnt know if he was doing the right thing. She might run off down the stairs screaming rape at the top of her lungs but it was worth itwasnt it? Alright, she said simply. While were here, I want to be your lover, he spoke honestly. When we go back to Calder Creek if you want to call it off its up to you. No strings? Emiko solicited.

If you dont want them. I dont. You dont think I would make a good lover? he wanted to know. Thats not itI think yourealrightyou can be my loverLets shake on it. She extended her hand to him but instead of taking the hand, Christian sank his fingers into her hair, pulled her hard against his chest, and clamped his mouth over hers.

Chapter Six His tongue swirling over hers caused her body to melt into his and opened her mouth wider. She moaned as he pulled his mouth away to move down her neck. His breathing was heavy, as he nipped at her neck and began pulling at her straps of her tank to. She heard a small sound and the top puddle at their feet causing her breasts to spring free. Hungrily, he attacked the right one, sucking, chewing licking at the nipple. He turned their bodies so that her back was against the railing of the balcony, her head tossed back with her fingers buried into his hair. When she sighed his name, Christian felt wild. He let the nipple he had been feeding on go, and moved to the other. Christian used his tongue to bath the nipple then moved down her body. He pressed hot, wet kisses along her pale skin as he went. When he was finally to his knees in front of her, he had to stop. Undoing the button to her shorts, he yanked it down her legs leaving behind her pink thong. He pulled the thong aside, pulled her legs apart and shoved his tongue up into her. It flashed through Emikos mind once that there might be people below looking up at them but she didnt care. He was doing things to her that no other man had. He was causing flames to shoot up her spine and made her tremble. He was eating her clit as though it was a delicious dessert that he couldnt get enough of. Her head fell back causing her long black hair to fall down over the railing. Christian she moaned as he added a finger to the mix and began sucking on her clit. She felt her body began shaking. Her head thrashed forward then back again, over and over. Her legs went stiff; her arms tightened on the railing as her whole body seem to explode. Coloured fireworks went off behind her eye lids and a long, low moan left her lips. Emiko had expected him to move his mouth from her when she began coming but he didnt. He had stayed, licking, sucking at her until her body went limp. Christian licked his lips as he moved up her body still holding her waist to keep her against him and not fall over. He loved the taste of her against his tongue. She reminded him of fresh, sweet cantaloupe; Juicy and running down his chin. He kissed her deeply as he moved backwards toward the balcony doors and took her with him. He hefted her into his arms and carried into the living room. Placing her down on the sofa he leant over and whispered, Now we have a contract Emikoand it will be my pleasure. She smiled. She was satisfied but she felt selfish. Opening her eyes she reached up and touched her fingertip to his lips, what about you? Dont worry, he smiled down at her before pinching one of her tender nipples and kissing her kiss swollen lips, My time will come. ***

Christian had just managed to fall asleep when something woke him up. His eyes roamed the ceiling as he tried to figure out what it was. Then it came again. Turning his head, he looked over at Emiko on her bed to see her head thrashing from side to side. Sitting up, he pushed his legs out of bed and walked over to sit down on her bedside. Emiko, wake up, he called to her as he gently shook her. Youre having a bad dreamopen your eyes and look at me. Emikos eyes shot opened and she flew into his arms, its alright now, he whispered as he stroked her hair. Im here. Are you sure you want to pretend to be my boyfriend? Emiko asked as she lifted her face from his chest. No, he replied. Her body went stiff and he lowered his lips to hers. Kissing her was like much needed air, Im beyond pretending. But I will pay you she was interrupted when Christian let her go. As he walked toward the door he tossed over his shoulders, I dont want your money. Confused, Emiko sat there for a while staring after him. What had he meant? She got up finally and walked through the room toward the living room then to the kitchen to see him drinking from a box of orange juice, so youre not going? Thats not what I meant, he told her as he brushed the back of his hand across his lips. Im going but I dont want your money. I am your loverI do not want you to pay me for that. Im not a whore. She stepped back as though she had been slapped. She folded her arms protectively across her chest and nodded her head twice, I see, she said. Then what is it that you want? Christian turned hot eyes at her and she shivered. Whenever he got that look in his eyes, he was about to do something naughty to her. She smiled shyly, I see, she whispered and licked her lips because they had suddenly gone extremely dry. You know what I want? she asked boldly walking over to him and wrapping her arms around him from behind. No tell me. I want youInside of me Her words grated against Christians ear drums and his cock stood at attention. He groaned and closed his eyes as he allowed his body to melt into her smaller one behind him. He

placed the box he was drinking from on the table and pressed his palm over her hands, be careful what you wish for, he told her. I want it to come true Christian. Please, take me. Please dont, his voice cracked as he heard himself speaking. Dont you want to? I would be crazy not to want toIts just that once you see me youll never want me to touch you again. That brought Emikos eyes to shoot open and she let him go to walk around him, what do you mean? See for yourself. Christian walked over to the light switch and flipped it. Yellow light flooded the room as he began lifting his shirt over his head. He dropped it onto the floor and turned his back to her. Her gasp tore at his soul and he closed his eyes and shook his head. See what I mean? He shivered as tender finger tips traced the head of one scar then another, where did you get these? Air Force. My jet crashed and I couldnt leave my Ryo in it. I didnt move fast enough though. He chuckled self consciously and reached for his shirt. I got Jerry out but not before No, dont Why not? No one wants this to be the back of the person they want inside of them. Admit it Miko, you wouldnt be the first and definitely will not be the last. Christian turned to face her, Ill admit something Christian. You dont want meyoure trying to make up an excuse not to sleep with me; is that it? Shaking his head he eyed her, what? No! Then what? I thought you Well you thought wrongnow are you going to make love to me or not?

Christian stood there watching her, not sure what to do or to think. His cock was thinking for him at the moment and that wasnt any good. He shook his head and held up a hand to her, whoa wait a minute, he said, you actually want me, to make love to you? Did I stutter? she wanted to know. Emiko took a step towards him and he backed up. His mind only let him think for one more second before he walked up to her. Bending at the knees he picked her up into his arms and turned for the bedroom. He wanted this to be memorable. Not that flipping her to the kitchen counter and having his way with her wouldnt be, he just wanted to do this right. As she was lay onto the bed, Emiko could hardly wait for him to come back to her. She began removing the skimpy nightgown she had thrown on after her shower. It hit the floor with Christian still standing at the foot of her bed, watching her like a lion would watch its prey. She bit down on her lower lip and saw his head fell slightly to one side. She was naked except for the white thongs she wore. Whats the matter Christian? she asked sexily. Come and get me. Christians hand moved to the waist of his track pants. It was only for her sake that he was wearing anything at all. When it puddle at his feet, he pulled the boxers he was wearing down and let them join the pants. He looked over to her and she was looking down his body. He watched her as she moved to kneel in the centre of the bed and crawled on all fours to him. Moving closer to the bed he kept his eyes on her. She moved closer to him and took his hard cock into her hands. She squeezed gently before using her tongue to lick the tip. He grunted and his body jerked slightly. When her mouth took his cock in, his eyes fluttered shut, his head fell back and his hands gripped her shoulders to steady himself. It had been so long since a woman had done that to him, he was afraid he would ruin it by letting go too quickly. She seemed to be enjoying herself as she drove him out of his mind. All he seemed to be able to say was her name over and over and over before his legs buckled underneath him and he fell to his knees causing his dick to fly from her mouth and hands. She looked up at him with smiling blue eyes before he leant down and kissed her. Emiko had enjoyed giving him head. He had allowed her to do it at her own will. Take him deeper when she felt she was ready. He hadnt pushed her to go faster or slower even when she felt his body tensed. His kiss was like rain after a long drought as he used his body to move her up onto the bed and covered hers. Opening her legs, he fell between them and his naked hard shaft pressed intimately against her soft wetness. When his lips left hers, it was to take one of her nipples into his mouth. That left her panting and aching for more. His hands callused by gentle caressed any part of her body he could reach. She felt as though she was being touched by a million hands. Arching her body up to his mouth and hands she closed her eyes and allowed her head to swim with pleasure. She writhed her herself against his hardness, clawing at his ass to enter her. But Christian was in no hurry.

Christian lifted his head to look down at her. Her eyes were closed and different emotions played across her face. He lifted his hips and positioned himself. Emiko, he called his voice straining with control. I want you to open your eyeslook at me. When she did, he sank into her. Her mouth opened but no sound came out. He lifted his body and braced himself up off her onto his elbow as he began long, slow strokes in and out of her. Emiko felt as though he had completed her and if he should change his mind and stop, she would die. Christian smiled down at her as he saw the expression in her eyes as he filled her for the first time. He lowered his head to kiss her nose, eyelids, her ears; any part of her face he could catch. He pushed into her until he felt her clamping around him and he thought he would lose his mind. Her body went stiff and he stopped moving. She shook violently as she bit down against his shoulder to keep from screaming. It was painful and pleasure at the same time and he closed his eyes and whispered her name. Emiko squealed in surprise when Christian wrapped his arm around her small waist and rolled them over. Now she was on top, ever rode a horse Miko? he whispered looking up at her. Yes, she smiled down at him. She reached down and kissed him, then braced both hands against his chest as she began her ride. When Christians first orgasm hit that night, he could not control anything. His mind was gone and his body took on a mind of its own. His body tensed, his hands gripped his lovers waist and brought her crashing down against his cock. He heard her scream that she was coming from somewhere in the back of his mind. The last thing he thought about was of a condom then it all went hazy and he woke up wrapped in her arms.

Chapter Seven She just knew she was being stood up. Emiko didnt know what she had agreed to allow Christian to meet her there. As she stood in her Valentino dress at the door waiting she saw Shelly coming toward her. Emiko fidget and tried to find an escape but the woman was like a trained K-9 dog. Once it got the scent it never gave up. Emiko! the fakeness in Shellys voice made Emiko want to hurl. Shelly, Emiko forged a smile of her own. Youre looking lovely tonight. Is that a Gucci? Yes as a matter of fact, Shelly did a small turn then flipped her blonde hair for measure. I see youre flying solo tonight. You remember my husband Joseph. Yes, Emiko turned to shake Josephs hand. How do you do? Its nice to see you againExcuse me ladies, Joseph bowed over Emikos hand before rushing off to speak to a District Attorney. I thought you had a date for tonight, Shelly pushed. Actually, Emiko started but was interrupted. Actually she does, came Christians voice from behind them, Sorry Im late. Emiko looked around and almost swallowed her tongue. He was gorgeous. He was shaven, his hair tied back so his grey eyes could be seen. The suit fit him perfectly, especially across his broad shoulders. Emiko grinned at him nervously and swallowed the lump in her throat. You look beautiful Emiko, Christian told her as he kissed her cheek and looped her arm with his. Who is your friend? Ah Emiko swallowed again. This is Shelly CranstonShelly this is my dateChristian Bishop. Christian shook Shellys hand and grinned down at Emiko lovingly. His hand found the small of her back as he turned to look at Shelly again. Is something the matter? Christian inquired because of the shocked look on the womans face. He felt even better when he saw the proud look on Emikos face. I do believe I should go and mingle, Shelly told them instead of answering. She then jetted off to speak to someone else. I thought you werent going to show, Emiko snagged two glasses of Champaign from a passing waiters tray and handed one to him. I promised to be here, remember?

I know. I dont know why I let that woman get to me. Would you like some fresh air on the balcony? Emiko flushed, you seem to like balconies, dont you? I am partial. But you should like balconies after yesterday. A gentleman would never have brought that up. I never accused myself of being a gentleman. Christian led her through a throng of people and to the balcony. He watched her as she clasped the Champaign glass between her fingers and stared off into the night. There was something about her hair blowing in the wind that told him he should hold on to this one; something that told him that she was different, still he said nothing. Emiko had a great time. She loved the way Shelly kept giving her the evil eye all night. She never had many friends in high school because she always had her nose in a book or pressed to a computer screen. But the reunion was better than she had hoped. Christian was a perfect gentleman to her. He was by her side all night, meeting and greeting. He had his arm around her like any loving boyfriend would. At times he would press a kiss against her head and she would look up to see Shelly staring. She had made out with Christian on the dance floor like a love crazed teen while they slow danced to Michael Bubbles Home. Christian couldnt help but smile as he watched her kick her heels off while humming to herself. She was happy and he could tell. Can I take you out for a late night snack? he asked as he lay on her bed watching her undress. She was slowly taking clothes off and swaying her body as though doing a strip tease for his eyes only. Well her stomach growled. I guess Im out numbered. *** As they sat across from each other in a small caf around the corner from their hotel, Christian watched her. He moved from his side to sit beside her. You ok? Emiko asked. Yah. Fine. Can I ask you something? Sure, I guess. Have you ever had sex in a public place?

Emiko blushed at the question and flipped her bangs slightly, No. why? I want to make you a bet. Alright. I can make you cum right here, and no one will know. Unless you decide on screaming your head off She smacked him playfully on the arm and he laughed. Emiko found herself loving the sound of it, What do you say? Alrightyou got yourself a bet, although the waitress will be back soon. Forget about her, just pay attention to me. Christian watched her eyes as his hand snaked under the table. He moved it down her thighs until he caught the edge of her skirt. He slowly pushed his hand up under it and arched a brow at her. You bad girl, he teased as he reached over and kissed her neck, you didnt wear any panties. Why would I? You were only going to rip it off when we got back to the hotel anyways. Who said we would wait until we got back? See what I mean? she giggled. His fingers went up her legs and gently caressed the insides of her thighs. He brushed the back of his fingers over her closed pussy lips and her hips jerked. Her eyes rolled back into her head from time to time as he continued his tender assault. When one of his fingers sank into her, she turned her head to look at him. He smiled at her and reached in to kiss her. The tip of his tongue crashed against the tip of hers and she moaned. Christian began moving his fingers faster and faster inside of her. The waitress began walking towards them. Emiko froze, couldnt move. She was afraid of getting caught, but Christian didnt stop, he only slowed down his hand so the waitress couldnt see him move. Emiko tried to clamp her legs closed but his large hands stopped that. She gripped the edge of the table as she felt her orgasm rising from her toes. Heres your order, the waitress began babbling happily, completely clueless to what was happening beneath the table, one fish and chips with mayo instead of tarter sauce and one Big Momma burger with everything. Would there be anything else?

Emiko couldnt speak, she shook her head no and the waitress walked off again. No sooner as the waitress left, than her body began trembling. She was coming in a public place by Christians fingers. Again.

Chapter Eight No strings, Christian said as he picked up his suitcase. He smiled sadly at her and leant in for a kiss. Before he kissed her, he touched her cheek with his free hand. He brushed his lips across hers, only to have her grab the back of his head and kissed him passionately. When she watched him walk off for his truck, she felt her heart break. She had fallen for him. *** You look like hell, Beatrice spoke as the two relaxed on the deck of Emikos swimming pool, why dont you call him. He said no strings, Emiko replied. Eek! Wrong answer. Look, Beatrice sat up to face her friend, you obviously love him. Is it love though? I mean I love the things he did to me. Hes gentle and patient and the most generous lover Ive ever been with. Then why did you agree to no strings? I didnt know. If only Oh get off it. You love this man. Sweetie, we live in a day an age where a woman can just show up on a mans door step and tell him that she wants him, and that she wants to have his babies. Come on girl! Sex and the City! This isnt a television show Bea, Emiko got up and walked over to the outdoor bar. She poured two lemonades and walked back to her chair. Handing one to Beatrice she sat down again, besides, I dont even know where he lives. But you know where he worksstop making excuses, Miko. Youre rich, you can even find out what he had for breakfast if you make the right phone calls. The man is fine, hes good to you and hes good in bedwhat more do you want? Long after Beatrice had gone home, her words still rang in Emikos head. She was right, Emiko knew that. Christian had been nothing but good to her. He had taken her to a place that she never thought she would ever get to. He made her feel beautiful and sexy and loved. *** Christian answered the ringing phone and sat down on his bed. Hey Chris! it was Danny Santiago. Hey Dan. Hows it hanging? Cant complain, Danny chuckled. How was your trip?

Hot. The line went silent. Did you finally get a nice piece of Toronto ass? Not like thatEmiko Chan You slept with Emiko ChanTHE Emiko Chan Christian frowned, yah so what? So what? Do you know how many of us guys want to tap that? But she aint up for itWhere is she now? I dont know. Ah, what? What do you mean you dont know? Danny sounded shocked. It was a no strings attached kinda thing. I see. So, why you sound so down? I think I love her Danny went quiet again, you think? Its either you do or you dont. I can help you with whether or not you do. Ive never seen you this down and out over a female before. Think about it, Ive seen you gone through a lot of them. Christian chuckled, Dannys a lot meant three. He had tried to stay away from women since his last fiasco ended with him thinking he was going to be a dad but it turned out there was no baby. That did a number on him. The town talked and for a while he never thought they would shut up and leave him alone. They did, eventually. I guess youre right Dan, he spoke with a sigh. You guess? Im always right Chris. Look man, if you love this woman dont just sit on your ass twiddling your ding-a-ling. Tell her, because they cant read minds. They need to know or else they are gone. You feelin me? I hear you, Christian nodded even though his friend couldnt see him. Now call the woman or get some sleep because either way you owe me a beer. Tomorrow night at Carters. No strings eh? I seem to recall that was how you got into this dilemma in the first place.

Christian chuckled then laughed, jerk. Yah but what would you do without me ah Chrissie boy? After his conversation with his childhood friend, Christian sat in the darkness with his back against the head board. He couldnt sleep even if he tried. He thought about going for a run but lightening lit up his room and he swore. He dragged tired fingers through his hair and was going to settle into bed when a knock came at his door. Glancing at the clock he got up and went down the stairs. Who in the right minds would be out in weather like this? He pulled the door open and was shocked. Reaching out he grabbed her and pulled her into his body and closed the door, we need to get you out of those wet clothes, he said hurrying away from her but she grabbed him. ChrisChristian listen to me, she stuttered through chattering teeth. Emiko, this can wait. No it cant. Yes it can. Now strip. Rushing from the room, he grabbed a large blanket from the downstairs bathroom. He also grabbed some towels. He stopped by the kitchen and flicked on the kettle before rushing back to her. She was naked and shivering in the middle of his living room. He wrapped the blanket around her and picked her up into his arms. Sitting down on the sofa, he used a towel to dry her feet before dropping it to the ground and holding her against his chest as she shivered. Ever heard of an umbrella? Youre going to get sick, Christian fussed. Like a father would his child, he cared for her. He smiled at her only he was angry at himself for not going to see her. He was angry because she had to come see him. I-I-It was w-worth it, Emikos teeth chattered What was? Youre not making much sense. Walking in the rainwould you have held me like this had I not? Christian was confused. He sat up a little so he could look into her face, Ok, now Im really confused. What are you saying? Emiko sat up fully, you remember when I said I didnt want any strings? Well I lied. I want strings Christian. I want your kids, your heart, your ringI lied when is said I didnt want strings.

Christian looked into her eyes and smiled before kissing her nose, alrightyou have my strings, he chuckled. Do you love me, Miko? She closed her eyes but didnt hesitate, its a little fast, but yes. Love is like time and tide, my love, Christian pulled her on top of him as he fell slowly back against the sofas arm. It waits for no man. How about we seal our pact? Christian began lowering his lips to hers. Emiko thought about the ways he had managed to seal their deals and shivered deliciously, answer me this. Anything, he told her against her lips. Do you love me? Yes. And they sealed their pact the same way they had before, only this time, a kettle began whistling happily in the background. The End

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Tigra-Luna is a Jamaican who is obsessed with culture; especially Asian culture. She loves singing, dancing, writing and traveling. She speaks English, a bit of Japanese, and Spanish. She now lives in Canada where she dreads the winter and looks forward to sunny days at the beach in the summer.