Chapter Five

“Come on, Kyle. Are you going to sleep all day?” Nina jumped on the bed.

“Leave me alone!” he snarled, swatting blindly in the direction of her voice.

“Why are you so cranky? Don’t you know what today is?” She eased herself down until she straddled his back.

“I don’t care. For the love of God, just let me sleep!” He pressed a pillow over his ears.

“There is no God. And even if there was, he wouldn’t love you. You’re too lazy.”

“What?” He let the pillow rise far enough for him to look at her with one eye.

“I said you are too lazy. You have been sleeping for nearly 30 hours.”

“What?” Kyle repeated, removing the pillow completely.

She rolled off him and onto her back, allowing him to tumble out of bed. He fumbled around on his nightstand until his hand grasped the remote control. He pointed it at the TV, pressed the button. He surfed through the channels until he found one broadcasting the news. His eyes drifted to the lower right hand corner of the screen and his mouth fell open. The time and date confirmed it; Nina was telling the truth.

“On the plus side, it is a pleasant seventy-five degrees. It will be a nice night to be outside,” Nina said, following his gaze.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m done playing your games,” he whispered as he tossed the remote on the bed beside her.

“Really? You think these are my games. I only help you find your partners. You are the genius behind The Dance. It is what you were born to do.”

“I won’t do it anymore. I don’t like all of the attention it’s getting.”

“You can’t deny your destiny. There has never been anyone like you before. Would it be fair to deprive the world of your talents?”

“What do you mean by the world? Those who get to see my work aren’t around long enough to enjoy it. Everyone else just sees my leftovers.”

“Ah, my love, but you do make them think. Imaginations are running wild throughout the city, even as we speak. The myth is almost as great as the man. You are becoming a legend.”

Kyle sat on the edge of the bed. “Do you really think so?”

She rolled onto her belly, crawled towards him. “I know so. If you quit now, your legacy will die before it is truly realized.”

He reached out to caress her cheek, smiling as she closed her eyes to receive his touch. He memorized the contours of her face. It was, quite simply, the most beautiful face he had ever seen.

His mind wandered as he gazed at her. “How is it you came to be in my life? Maybe I am special. Maybe I do have a great talent. Maybe… just maybe this is my destiny.”

“It always has been, lover,” she cooed as she arched into his touch.

“Do you love me?”

His question caused her to open her eyes. “Come again?”

“Do you love me? Earlier you said that if there were a God, he wouldn’t love me. I want to know if you do.”

“Of course I do. I was nothing before you came along. You give me purpose. You give me life.” She let out a small giggle. “You have no idea what you mean to me.”

“Then let’s not do this tonight. We can Dance tomorrow, but for now, perhaps we can find something else to occupy our time.” He winked down at her upturned face.

“But all of the preparations I did while you were sleeping—what could be more important than The Dance?”

“Shh. The Dance is not my only talent. I’m sure I can think of another way to give you an exciting evening,” he suggested with a devilish grin.

Kyle leaned forward and kissed her forehead. She reached up eagerly to pull him down to her lips. They continued to kiss as he unbuttoned her oversized shirt. He grunted his approval when he realized she wore nothing beneath it. The feel of her skin beneath his fingers sent shivers up his spine. He tried to pull her closer, to feel her breasts pressed against him, but she placed a restraining hand against his broad chest.

“I have a few talents myself,” she said in a soft voice. “Close your eyes and don’t open them, no matter what.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Promise me you won’t peek.”

“Hmm, like doing it with the lights out?”

“Kyle, just promise me or I’m not going to play with you.”

He obliged and felt her lips on his. As her arms wrapped around him, his body began to feel light as a feather. He resisted the urge to open his eyes when he could no longer feel the sheets beneath him.

“How are you doing this? Maybe, I’m still dreaming,” he said in a hushed voice.

“Who cares? Just enjoy yourself. Let go of your reservations and lose yourself in the moment.” She giggled seductively as she pulled his briefs down his legs and off his feet.

He laughed as they floated through the air. He was aware of the sensation of movement and vaguely worried they might hit a wall. Their bodies intertwined, spiraling around the room. Her mouth was warm and wet as she worked her lips over his chest and abdomen.

“You are talented.” He sighed, his body surrendering to a wave of ecstasy.

“You have no idea,” she purred, striving to push him further, harder into the grips of his orgasm.

Her mouth engulfed his member, nose buried into his pubic hair. It was more than he could take. He grabbed her shoulders, pulled her up until he could reach her hips and spun her, positioning her warmth over his eager mouth.

“Now, we can pleasure each other,” he sighed, struggling for words.

They discovered the heights of each other’s passions for what seemed like an eternity. Time had stopped. He was only aware of her presence. Everything else had faded away. Even with his eyes shut, he could practically see her face. He had traced the curves of her body so many times; he could picture her skin as she writhed beneath his touch.

“You can open your eyes now.” Her voice was shaky with anticipation.

He opened his eyes; the room swirled around. He fell to his knees as the walls began to melt and reform. Even the floor moved beneath him. He was sure his mind had finally broken as he watched sections of carpet sprout through his hardwood floors.

“What the hell?” He gasped when he realized he was kneeling in someone else’s living room without a stitch of clothing on.

“Surprise!” She clapped her hands in joy. “I gave you what you wanted. Now, it’s time to reciprocate.”

“How did you do that?”

“Hush now. You don’t want another incident like last time do you? I want this one to be perfect. Now, Dance for me, lover.”

“Will you ever teach me how to do it?” Kyle struggled to get his bearings as the room continued to spin.

“All things in time, my love. You will be amazed at the things I will teach you, but you must be patient.”

“Which room are they in?”

“Follow me, but for my sanity’s sake, be a little stealthier this time. I want to see how artistic you can be.”

“Tonight, I think I will do something special for you,” Kyle whispered, tiptoeing behind her.

“Like what?” Her voice hinted of her worry that he might attempt something brash, ruining yet another opportunity for the Dance.

“I guess you will just have to see for yourself.” He flashed his widest grin, reached for the doorknob.