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We waited a beat to make sure we were really alone. Then, with grins smeared across our faces,<br />
we leapt onto the platform bed, landing in a pile. I was happier than I’d been in a long, long time.<br />
“This is so cool,” he said. “You are so cool.”<br />
I noticed the iPod and speaker on the mantel of the fireplace.<br />
“Any requests?” I asked, getting up and skipping across the room.<br />
“Surprise me,” Mark said, echoing my instructions to S.E.C.R.E.T.<br />
It occurred to me then just how well the organization had done that. They’d surprised me over and<br />
over again. But this was by far the biggest surprise—my favorite musician singling me out in a<br />
crowded room, pleasuring me in the back of a club, then bringing me to this beautiful place, making<br />
me feel wanted, special, treasured, if only for a night. I wheeled through the iPod menu, stocked with<br />
some of the best Louisiana blues and jazz, and chose Professor Longhair, which made Mark convulse<br />
with joy on the bed.<br />
“Yes! He’s the king!”<br />
“My favorite’s ‘Willie Mae,’” I said, joining him again, working my hand under his T-shirt. “Don’t<br />
you wish you could have seen him play at Tipitina’s?”<br />
“Tipitina’s. Yeah. From now on, I can only think of it as the place where we met,” he said, pulling<br />
me on top of him.<br />
We launched into a luscious make-out session, the kind I hadn’t enjoyed since high school. Then he<br />
flipped me onto my back, his kisses rich and deep, his arm beneath me as I arched into his tight body.<br />
“I’ve never met anyone like you,” he whispered. “I could talk with you all night long.”<br />
“Me too,” I said, meaning it. “But there are lots of other things I could do with you all night long<br />
too.”<br />
My fingers aimlessly circled a strand of his hair as we lay together, just like that, for a few songs,<br />
taking quiet bites of grapes and chocolate and cheese, nodding to the songs that he would play for me<br />
and I for him. Rapturous with the music and with each other.