Seeing Me Naked by Liza Palmer

Author:Liza Palmer [Palmer, Liza]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: FIC000000, General Fiction
ISBN: 0446698377
Publisher: 5 Spot
Published: 2008-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

“I found this my first week here,” Daniel says, setting the emergency brake. We’ve been driving for about thirty minutes toward the beach and up into the hills. It’s freezing, and the Bruins sweatshirt is hardly doing its job. I hop out of the SUV and quietly close the door, noticing that it’s way past midnight.

Daniel stands at the curb, waiting for me. I catch up with him, and we walk along the residential street. I don’t recognize any of this. I guess we’re in Pacific Palisades, or maybe Santa Monica—I can’t be sure. My entire body is shivering.

Daniel hesitates for a quick second. “Here . . . come here,” he says, opening his arms to me.

I don’t even think. I curl in close. “Thanks,” I say, and our pace slows. I can see his breath in the night air. The moonlight is playing on the contours of his face. We walk to the end of the street and to a small fence. We squeeze through the loosely padlocked gate and come out on the other side. The trees are thick, and I still can’t tell where it is that Daniel has taken me. I fold back into him as we continue walking. Daniel finally slows his pace. Now I can see what he sees. The Pacific Ocean. The full moon is hanging so low, it’s like a scoop of vanilla ice cream sitting on top of a root-beer float.

“It’s beautiful,” I whisper.

“I think so,” Daniel says, looking down. Our faces are inches apart. I want to dive in to him again. I swipe his lips with my fingers. Daniel is still. I pull him down closer and kiss him without giving a second thought to the logic, the math of schedules, or the percentages of a previously owned heart. Daniel takes the red plaid blanket from under his other arm. He begins to lay the blanket down on a clear space overlooking the entire ocean.

“No, let’s . . .” I take the blanket, pull it over my shoulder, and open it out for him to join me. I’m sure I look like a matador challenging a charging bull. Daniel creaks and pops into a seated position. I sit, covering both of our shoulders with the blanket. “Better?” I ask.

“Better,” Daniel agrees. We position our bodies, getting comfortable. I tuck in right under his arm. He puts his right leg out straight and curls his left leg close. The moon hangs in front of us. We don’t talk much. When we do, our conversation twists in and out of silence and kisses, one leading to another and then back again. As the night wears on, I nod in and out of sleeplessness. Losing the battle close to sunup, I fall fast asleep in his arms. No racing mind. No Tivo. Just him. And me. And this mountaintop.

Goddamn, he feels good.

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