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suited man couldn’t turn away, watching me riding Tristan’s wildness, pouring into me. My body pushed against him, out of control, writhing like a pulse, until finally exhausted, I fell back against his chest. I could feel the sweat on my back, on his legs, superheated against me. My chest rose and fell as I tried to catch my breath. Fuck.
    I started to close my eyes and lean into him, but he suddenly leaned me forward, and sat up.
    “You can rest in a minute,” he said, kissing me, “just one more thing to do.” I watched as he opened the window another inch and stuck his head out partway, so the man in the suit could see clearly who I had been sitting on. Tristan stuck his hand out the window and gave the man in the BMW a thumbs up. Mr. Expensive Suit’s mouth dropped open, shocked. Tristan started laughing, and shut the window, shutting him and the rest of the world out.
    I didn’t know what to think. But my body did, wet and sticky and rocking gently with his laughter. Oh yeah.
    Tristan was still giggling. “Sweetheart, you are so perfect. Fuck, you gave him an image hell won’t burn away. He’s going to have your face on his mind for months to come. Years. How does that feel? Good? Weird?” And he pulled me down to his shoulder and kissed me. “You felt weird, didn’t you? But you’ve fucked me senseless, again, and given your audience a performance that we’ll all remember.” He kissed me again. “And come like a banshee yourself, darling.”
    His eyes were bright again. He closed them, a satisfied smile on his lips, and pulled me tight to his chest.
    “Now you understand what it’s like to be a star. What you need to do. Don’t forget it. Your biggest lesson so far.”
    I leaned against him, confused, but feeling so good, but so tripped out. But I thought I knew what he meant. That power, electric. Displayed, open, focused. Amazing. There was really nothing else I could say about it. Not yet.
    He kissed my head and his arms went around me, warm and strong. “And you’re mine, darling. Don’t forget that either.”

Chapter 5
    The car continued its way through the traffic. I was barely aware of the movement, or the passage of time, lying against his smooth skin, both of us breathing in time, the sweat gently cooling on our bodies, so close. If I could just lie like this forever, if there was going to be just one moment to hold on to, this was it. It was strange, how such a random, unexpected thing like what we’d just done felt as though we had created this durable bond between us, tender and strange, human and fragile. Would it be enough to sustain us, to sustain me anyway, over the next few days, which were bound to be difficult? Tough to say. I sighed.
    He kissed my head, where it was nestled against his shoulder. His voice, soft and slow, broke the silence. “We’ve got to move, darling. Here, let me lift you up.” And he helped me roll off him. I sat on the seat, and watched him strip off the condom. I still felt shaky, filled with the mystery of how such small things could be so important. Touch, windows, even little packets. Then I thought about how I’d like to feel him come in me, and I smiled as the idea took shape in my mind, crossing from one side to the other.
    “You’ve got that look again. Your secret face.” He looked happy, his eyes tired but content, focused on me. I could have him look at me like that forever, I thought. And we stayed like that for a minute, not speaking, just watching the other, no longer wary, but as though something had finally been resolved.
    He closed his eyes, and held out his arms. “One more cuddle, and then we’ve got to face the world. Ok?” And he held me close again. He was warm, and solid, and he was giving me his strength, making me feel able to do everything I needed to. Placing his smile, his clever and intense gaze, inside me, like an energy field. Like a reaction—I couldn’t help it—and filled with a sudden burst, like a