Kirk Kelner felt a little dazed as he sat in the back of his car. After calling his driver, he had been picked up from Lucy’s a little after eight o’clock. He had missed his personal training session and massage but he didn’t care. The trees and old terraced houses with their balconies and bright flowerpots whizzed by as he thought about what had happened. Numb, that’s how he felt, but in a good way. It was as though his mind could only replay the night before. He didn’t want to think about anything else.
Wow. That had to be the first time a girl had refused to sleep with him. Kirk hadn’t been too pushy, he was pretty sure of that. But, well, he’d kind of expected that’s where things were heading when they fell into Lucy’s bed, kissing. God, she was hot. Those bright blue eyes and hair that smelled so good.
She’d been a great kisser too. He had felt her body through her shiny dress and hitched it up to her waist before pulling it over her head. God, those breasts; they were the most perfectly formed he had ever seen. Full, round and beautiful. She wasn’t too skinny; some girls’ angular frames reminded him of a boy’s – not a turn-on. Lucy had seemed a little embarrassed and this had somehow touched him. He was so used to girls racing to get their clothes off to sleep with him that Lucy’s uncertainty had taken him aback.
For years, Kirk had had his pick of girls, and not just the wannabes of the world like Sheri, who had sold her story. He’d had hot members of girl bands come on to him, offering a threesome with another member of the group. He’d had gorgeous young actresses, more famous for famous exes than any discernable talent, making all sorts of offers. They knew it would do their career no harm to be linked with a true Hollywood hitter. It was all so easy.
Inexplicably, he liked Lucy’s shyness. He had kissed her tenderly but she had pulled away.
‘I’m sorry,’ she had said softly, facing away from him. ‘I…’
Her voice had trailed off. Kirk placed his fingers under her chin and gently turned her face to his. ‘It’s OK, whatever it is. It’s OK.’
Lucy smiled at him. ‘It’s just that I… I’ve recently stopped seeing someone. Maybe it’s too soon.’
Kirk took Lucy in. His eyes were kind but full of regret. He smiled.
‘I understand,’ he told her. ‘Listen, Lucy, I really like you. There’s no need to rush anything. Hey, I’m the lucky one. I’m here in bed beside you, and I think you’re amazing.’
Lucy laughed.
‘Would you like me to leave?’
Lucy took his hand and smiled. ‘No. Please stay.’
Those words had made Kirk happier than he had felt after being given the green light to sleep with any girl.
‘Kirk?’
‘Uh-huh?’
‘I really like you too. It’s just…’
‘It’s OK, Lucy, I understand. Like I say, there’s no rush.’
‘And Kirk?’
‘Remind me in the morning never to tell anyone I had Kirk Kelner in my bed and refused to sleep with him.’
Kirk laughed. As Lucy put her head on his chest and moved her warm body to him, he inhaled deeply, taking in her scent.
Maybe the romantics were right, he thought now. Perhaps you really did know when the right one came along.