White Diamonds by K. Lyn Page B

and as the water ran down along her nipples, the small brown areas hardened instantly.  He closed his eyes to try and erase the thoughts that were racing through his mind, but he couldn’t deny that he wanted her.  He wanted to make slow love to her and hold her in his arms forever.  Offering the cloth to her so that she could wash her private parts, he was surprised when she clutched the towel to her and lifted it from the bottom.  Closing her eyes, she handed the cloth back to Nash.  He washed gently, opening her legs to allow the warm water between them.  He could feel his erection pushing at his zipper and he tried to will it away.  He wrapped the towel around Analeigh again and lifted her in his arms.  She held onto him tightly, burying her face in his chest.
    “It’s okay.  I won’t drop you.”
    Carrying her to the bedroom, he laid her down upon the bed and placed his big soft robe over her, taking the wet towel away.  He washed her hair using a pitcher and allowed the soapy water to drain into a bucket.  Toweling it dry as best he could, he sat down beside her.
    “How long has it been since you’ve eaten?”
    “I don’t know.”
    Her big eyes watched his every move, and he smoothed a hand along her cheek.  “Rest, Analeigh.  I’ll bring you some dry toast.”
    He left her with a smile and a wink, hoping to make her feel more at ease.  When he returned, she ate slowly, sipping the hot tea that he held for her, until she couldn’t force down another bite.
    “I can’t eat much.”
    “No problem.  One step at a time.”
    She curled up and fell asleep as Nash watched her.  She looked so innocent, and he tried to keep his emotions in check.
    When she awoke, her affect was a little brighter.  The jeans and t-shirt fit her fairly well, but she was in desperate need of new shoes.
    “Let me buy you some new shoes, Analeigh.  I have a limo driver eager to earn his keep.”
    Analeigh was impressed with the big shiny vehicle, and Nash was impressed with Analeigh.  He didn’t know if he would have the strength this young woman had to keep going after all she had been through in her young life.  Analeigh had never seen anything like the inside of Nash’s limo and her eyes were wide as she looked around.  To Nash, however, a limo represented nothing more than one of the many superficialities that adorned the streets and mansions of Hollywood.
    The limo driver let them out where Nash directed.  It was a beautiful day in Vancouver and he wanted to know more about the couple with whom Analeigh had been staying.
    “I don’t know if I can go very far,” Analeigh admitted.
    “You don’t have to.  We’ll take lots of breaks, and when you want to return to the movie set, let me know.”  He took her hand in his, and she looked up into his eyes.  “If you begin to feel weak, I won’t let you fall to the ground.”  His smile and wink made her look away, but Nash noticed the blush on her cheeks.
    They walked slowly through the village, making their way to one of the establishments where shoes were sold.  Analeigh tightened her grip on Nash’s hand at one point, and he stopped in his tracks.
    “Do you need to rest awhile?”
    She shook her head no, and Nash smiled, but deep inside he was bursting with joy.  She was beginning to trust him.  When he led her to the prettiest pair of tennis shoes she had ever seen, she protested that the cost was too high, but Nash insisted.
    “In my business, shoes can be your best friend.”
    The new socks and shoes felt too good on her tired feet to object for very long, and she was genuinely grateful to the sweet stranger.  She felt like a princess.
    “I’m hungry, Analeigh, so unless you plan to carry me when I fall, I think we should get something to eat.”
    After a pause, Analeigh realized that Nash was joking, and she smiled.  They entered a quaint little eatery and sat down.
    “This is where I stay, upstairs,” Analeigh whispered.
    “Oh, are