Just Deserts by Brenda Jackson Read Free Book Online Page B

should get dressed for dinner, don’t you?” he asked.
    She eased off the bed and he did likewise. And then he pulled her to him and hugged her tight. “I told you that I would take care of you and I will. Even that way, Dani.” He brushed a kiss across her lips. “And you won’t be disappointed.”
     
    While getting dressed for dinner, Danielle replayed her conversation with Tristan over and over in her mind. She had asked him to be her lover and he had agreed to do so only after making sure she knew what it would entail. If his kiss was anything to go by, she knew he would give her just what she wanted. And if he thought he was scaring her off by telling her about his ferocious sexual appetite, he thought wrong. Someone with a ferocious sexual appetite was exactly what she needed. And just like she said, she could handle him. Evidently he wasn’t fully convinced of that, so she needed to prove him wrong.
    Dressed in her bra and a thong, she walked over to the closet and selected the dress she had sent out to get pressed earlier. A black, slinky minidress was just what she needed tonight to feel sexy and to turn the heat up a notch. Tristan had underestimated her.
    Smiling, she pulled the dress off the hanger and slipped into it, working the zipper up in the back. The short hemline was meant to show off her shapely legs, and the deep V neckline was meant to show off her full breasts. A pair she’d always been proud of because they were full, firm and real.
    She had to admit that it seemed strange setting Tristan up for seduction, but she had given fair warning and he had agreed to be her lover. She figured making love with him once or twice ought to take care of things.
    Walking back over to the bed, she stepped into the pair of black leather toe-strap sandals that complimented her outfit. She had put on her makeup earlier and just needed to apply her lipstick. She remembered how during her early modeling days she would get pumped up and excited when any photo shoot came her way. Now the only thing she wanted coming her way was Tristan.
    She crossed the room to the dresser and picked up a sample packet of Arouse, a new cologne one of her modeling friends had sent her a few weeks ago. She dabbed it on a few places on her body thought of as passion points, not actually smelling anything. It was said to work off your body’s chemistry and only a man could pick up the enticing scent from a woman. One whiff was supposed to stir a man’s blood, rob him of his senses and make him think of only one thing—making love.
    She heard a door click shut and knew Tristan had come out of his bedroom into the sitting area to wait for her. Things were definitely looking a lot brighter than the gloom she had encountered earlier today while talking to Alex and Renée. She intended to spend the rest of her vacation days putting everything out of her mind and enjoying herself.
    After finding out the depth of Marc’s betrayal, she had wondered if she would ever become involved with a man again. She figured if anything, she would be overly cautious when the time came. The only reason she felt at ease now was that the man was Tristan. Alex and Renée thought she and Tristan had something going on, anyway, so they might as well make it real.
    Taking one last look at herself, she headed for the door.
     
    Tristan glanced at the clock on the wall as he picked up a magazine from the coffee table. He was a few minutes early, so he sank into the sofa and got comfortable, stretching his long legs out in front of him. He couldn’t get out of his mind the conversation he and Danielle had shared. She had actually come out and asked him to be her lover. He intended to oblige her, but only when he felt the time was right. She was in lust. He was in love. There was a big difference and one he wanted her to become aware of. The only thing that concerned him was whether their friendship was up to the test. What if, no matter what, she only wanted