Tidal Wave by Roberta Latow

Author:Roberta Latow [Latow, Roberta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0345308530
Publisher: Curtis Brown Digital
Published: 2014-02-02T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

He helped her from the bathtub, wrapped her in a bath sheet, dried off her hair and then her skin, dabbing it tenderly with the towel. He folded her in his arms and said, “You are all the flowers and fruits of the world, all the spices of life.”

She stepped back and began to dry his moist skin briskly with the towel, drying his back, his chest and arms. She dried his thighs, legs, and feet. He stood motionless, savoring the attention. As she dried his skin, she lightly kissed each limb, each muscle, each crevice and, finally, placed one light kiss on the tip of his penis. He shuddered as the sensitive nerve endings sent a shiver through his body. They quickly embraced, surrounded by the exotic fragrance of the bath water and their own body scents. Arabella reached for the white crêpe de chine caftan, and Nicholas casually draped a dry towel around his waist.

He handed her a glass of the exquisite Dom Perignon from the cooler on the tray and touched his glass to hers. Together they walked hand in hand toward the bedroom. Arabella reclined on the chaise while Nicholas stretched out on the bed. He moved the bucket of champagne onto the bed, bracing it with pillows so that it stood upright. He put his champagne glass on the tray and tucked pillows behind him. They were facing each other. Arabella lowered her eyes and broke into a broad smile. She moved from the chaise and joined Nicholas on the bed, propping herself on the pillows beside him.

After some time Arabella asked, “Nicholas, what will happen to us if you find I’m a very different Arabella from the woman you know?”

“I would stroke your hair like this” — he bent down and kissed her on the forehead — “and I would kiss you like that, and then I would tell you that we are what we are in subtle variations and we have become what we were meant to be with some significant changes, if we were wise enough to make them. I’d hope that you’d agree with that and remember it, because I too am here on this maiden voyage for a similar reason.

“I’m retiring from one life and entering another. It sounds somewhat like your story and makes our meeting even more extraordinary.”

“Nicholas?”

“Mmmm?”

“If we were in New York now, not in this wonderful floating island, and we were walking up an avenue and passed a newsstand, it’s just very possible that you might see on the front page of the Wall Street Journal a leading article about me. Or you might see me on the front page of The New York Times. Some smart journalist might have written a caption under the photograph: ‘Who is this woman?’ or, ‘The Garbo of the business world.’”

Nicholas bent down and kissed the top of her head, then her cheek. He stroked her breasts under her crêpe de chine dressing gown and said, “And what might

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