Chapter 3

 

Spain

The sunshine slouched through the shutters amid the cool of the morning, which brought warmth and peace to Sydney’s mind. Danny and Sydney lay in their hotel room enjoying each other’s presence. The love they have for the other was evident by the way they smiled, exchanged glances, kissed, and held hands. They were indeed the beautiful people that the magazines wrote about. He had this wonderful body, that clothes adored, built from working as an action star; Sydney was as beautiful as when he first laid eyes on her. Sydney’s dark brown silk hair full and luscious fell gently on her shoulders, with a glorious tanned body, and an oval face with a flawless completion. Her light brown eyes sparkled in the sunlight. Their bodies made for each other, a perfect fit.

When Danny and Sydney were together, they saw no one. They glided around gazing into one another’s eyes and spending all their time in bed. The love they shared was like no other. Nothing could surpass the attention Danny showered on Sydney.

They loved their children because they were the product of their insatiable desire for each other. Danny needed no more than to love Sydney and share the unconditional love of their children.

“You don’t have to do this Danny. Why do you want to risk your life? What are you trying to prove? I love you! I love you the way you are.”

“I have to do this. I’m not alone; ask men why they do it. They will tell you, they have to.”

“Can’t you find another way? This is just too dangerous,” Sydney said pleading. “What can I do to stop you?”

“You can’t!”

“Just be there to support me.”

“I’m not going to let you go,” she blurted as she took hold of his arm.

“You can’t stop me, not this time.” Danny rushed out of the bedroom early Saturday morning and into a stampede of hundreds of men being chased, all wearing red and white.

“Danny! Danny!” Sydney shouted waving her hand in Danny’s direction.

“I can’t make it Sydney, I can’t go another step.” With those words, Danny stepped behind the wooden barriers that protected the runners in Pamplona from the treacherous bulls. Danny could not catch his breath as he finally stepped behind the barricade that protected him and the other runners. The bulls were bearing down on him in the narrow path that led to the pens where the animals were kept. Sydney was relieved that it was over. Reality took hold of Danny and he knew that it was stupid to risk his life for a thrill.

Sydney rushed from the balcony, down the stairs, and outside to greet Danny.

How could Danny risk his life just to prove what she knew all along; that he was strong and fearless. She could have told him that if he had asked, but Danny wouldn’t. He never had to prove anything to Sydney. He had proven enough, but he was compelled to prove something to himself.

He realized that he could not risk his life for a thrill because now he has a wife and children, which he loved beyond reason.

Danny had shown courage when he kicked drugs, he showed courage and restraint when he saw his child and the woman he desired and wanted above all, with another man. He was a man and he acted like the Alpha male that he is. He had proven himself on many occasions. He confronted Phillip Cross, took Sydney from him, and did not waver when he saw his chance to be with Sydney and his children. He was all man and Sydney could prove it. There was no reason for Danny to prove anything to her anymore.

Danny never questioned her about any of the men that were a part of her life. Sydney wondered why.

She wondered what he thought of the men he had met, and the ones he did not meet. It appeared unnatural to her for a man to never ask what his wife thought of the men that had played a part in keeping them apart. Maybe it was because all these men were out of the picture. Phillip died in a car wreck, Robert committed suicide, and he never met Mike, Sydney’s first husband, because he died of a heart attack.

Danny was probably secure in his thoughts that all his enemies had been slain. There was nothing to talk about, much less worry over. Danny did not realize that he had an enemy in his home. That enemy was his brother. Nevertheless, how could he view him as an enemy? An enemy is someone who causes you bodily harm that you can declare them an enemy. No one had threatened him or his family, so those thoughts were far from his mind. He had better things to think about. He wanted to move back to the U.S. to make more movies and maybe be a producer of his own movies, maybe concentrate on the movie company he had recently purchased.

“Sydney, what do you think about renting out our villa and buying an apartment in New York and selling the house in Los Angeles?”

“Danny I knew it would come sooner or later. I’m happy that you want this. When can we leave?” Sydney threw her arms about his neck and nibbled at his ear, “I love you so much.”

“Wow I didn’t expect that.”

“See I can always surprise you,” Sydney said kissing Danny on his cheeks and mouth. We don’t have to worry about buying an apartment because I have one.”

Danny’s feet came to a sudden stop. “I don’t want to live any place that Phillip bought for you.”

“No…No, it’s my apartment. Remember the time you visited me and you were so tired that all you did was sleep, well that was my place. I paid for it with my money.”

“I remember asking you, how could you afford that?” Danny said, pausing for an answer to his long awaited question.

“I told you I had been married before and my husband died, well he left me a lot of money.”

“I don’t want to know any more.” Danny admitted, turning his head.

“What’s the matter Danny? You know these things already, so why are your eyes glaring? I don’t like that look.”

“I just don’t want to think about you being with someone else and I want to be the one to provide for you.” They hurried into the hotel room and closed the door.

“I can’t give that money away. It’s mine.” Sydney dropped her dress and stepped out of it. Her breast sat up and her nipples peaked. She stood in front of him naked. His voice cracked.

“You don’t understand Sydney and you never will; you aren’t a man.”

“Well thank God for that,” Sydney said as she stepped closer to Danny, pulling his face to her breast. She bent and kissed him on his neck. “Would you like me if I were a man?”

“I would want you and love you anyway. You are you and I don’t think you would be any different if you were a man, except you couldn’t have our wonderful children, but we would adjust.” Danny turned to Sydney and they both laughed, then he gently kissed her and their bodies eased down on the bed.

He looked into her eyes and said, “I love you more than I have loved you before. I am needy; I need your love, your kisses, and your body. Give me all of you.” Danny began to kiss her breast with a hunger that he did not know existed. His eyes surveyed her breast, her stomach, her legs. His hands moved slowly from her lips, then her nipples as his mouth touched her thighs softly, and Sydney opened her legs. His breath parted them.

He ravished her body endlessly with his hands and mouth. Sydney was breathless from the desire that she possessed for him. Their love-making rivaled any before, and then she remembered Jeremy. It was the way Danny kissed her thighs, the slow deliberate kiss. It was the way he took his time to satisfy her sexually that caused her to remember Jeremy. She saw Jeremy’s face in Danny and felt Danny’s body enter her, reminding her of how much she still loved Danny.