Sasha was quiet for a minute. “Please, let’s take it slow. I think this is something I need,” she admitted.
They washed each other under the warm water and Darien handed her a soft robe. When he took her hand she followed him out of the room to the end of the hall, where French doors opened to a beautiful view looking over the city with acres of trees on the foothills. A breakfast of croissants, jam and coffee was on the small table.
“How can you ever bear to leave this place?” Sasha asked.
“It is beautiful up here, but my home in New Mexico is my favorite.” Darien smeared some blackberry jam on a roll and placed it on her plate.
“You have a home in New Mexico, too?”
God, how he loved her innocent wide eyes. Darien felt his cock twitch as he gazed at her. “I have several homes around the world and then, of course, the directors have purchased places we all share.”
Sasha shook her head. Such wealth was incomprehensible to her. She chewed her lip. “Darien,” she said quietly, “this isn’t a world I’m used to.”
He smiled, and then laughed lightly. “Sasha, I have more than I probably have a right to.” He placed his hand on hers. “You have the summer off. Come along for the ride, and let’s see where this leads.”
Sasha looked into his beautiful blue eyes. “You won’t hurt me, will you Darien?” she said earnestly. “I don’t think I could handle it.”
“I’m not looking for a plaything, Sasha. There are plenty of young women willing to do almost anything for a chance at my wallet. You’re different. I want to get to know you, and I want to teach you to know yourself.”
They chatted through the rest of breakfast. Sasha told him about growing up with her grandparents and college. “I thought I wanted to go into business, but I’m no good at math. Sciences leave me cold, so I’m treading water with basic requirement classes until I can figure out a major.”
Darien discussed his upbringing and how he had met the men he shared the businesses with. “I couldn’t stand school. I barely finished a year at a local college, and that was the end of it for me. My father is a lawyer. God, he was furious when he discovered I dropped out, and he threw me out of the house.