The Playboy's Touch (Book 2)

Chapter 12

Enrique

The past week had been a nightmare. The lands where our working families lived were not producing crops and therefore we lost buyers. I had been working hard to find out why the land was failing us and trying to regain our buyers and find new ones. Vicente and other friends were helping me and sending their own people to help mine, brainstorm ideas to help and also reaching out to connections. Father said that these things happened now and then but it was the first time I had experienced it at this level.

And even more-father kept bothering me about my marriage problem. I had already set my mind on marrying a woman who would give me a son, serve as a lover and partner in public. No love-just physical and that’s that. But father continued on about love and devotion. The man was truly stubborn.

I needed to release my frustration somehow-I needed not to think. I was about to make my way out to either Diane or Rose’s place for a distraction but when I opened the door Rachel was standing there about to knock.

“Rachel? What do you need?” I asked her.

She looked at my ruffled clothes raising an eyebrow. “Off somewhere?”

“Maybe.”

I made my way past her not in the mood to be questioned by her.

“Say hello to your friend for me. Which is it today, the red head or the short haired brunette?”

I shrugged. “Depends on who opens the door first.”

She rolled her eyes but I still wanted to know what she needed.

“What did you need Rachel?” I needed her to tell me what it was that she needed from me so that I could head out. I was most definitely not in the mood to be questioned and annoyed by her, I just needed to get out.

“First off, I would like to apologize.” She said. “I realize I was a bit rude and offputting with you the night of the dinner.”

I stared at her in confusion, it had taken her a whole week for her to thank me?

As if reading my mind she smiled. “I also am aware that you are on your way out for some fun with one of your many lady friends, so I will not hold you up any longer. We can hold off this discussion for some other time.” She began to walk away slowly and then turned to look at me once more. “Please say hello to them for me, or goodnight, either one.”

A part of me was a bit irritated with her for having wasted my time with no clear conversation. And another part of me was relieved that I could get going. But I decided to walk after her, determined to have the conversation with her right then.

I slowly approached her, and gently reached for her elbow. I held her softly but firmly, I did not want to startle her. I could feel her warmth through the thin blue fabric of her dress. For a moment I wanted to pull my hand back, as if I had overstepped a boundary but was surprised at how in place and normal it felt for me to be touching her.

“Let’s have that conversation now,” I said walking around her so I could face her. “What is this about Rachel? That you’re coming to me late at night to talk.”

“I need your honesty,” she said.

“I’ve never given you anything less.” I responded.

She rolled her blue eyes and nodded. “Yes, I am aware of that.”

We both stood there in the hall in silence. I wasn’t going to push for more information, if she wanted to tell me that she would, and if she changed her mind then that was fine as well, even though I was dying to know what was going on in her head.

“I know that there is a very high possibility that you will find this amusing ..and maybe even laugh at me.” Her eyes seemed a bit worried but she held her head up high and made direct eye contact. “But I need you to teach me..to be honest with me about what men like and look for in the bedroom.”

I stood there in shock just staring at her.

I was most definitely not expecting her to say this, I didn’t really know what I was expecting but it was definitely not that. I expected her to laugh or to tease me for having believed her little lie but she didn’t. She just looked at me straight in the eyes waiting for my response. She was not joking.

“You want me to teach you about having romantic relations with a man?”

She shook her head quickly. No, I want to know about physical relationships, no romance. Physical intimacy can be only that, just physical.” I nodded, I highly agreed on that. “I do not need to know about any romantic gestures that could be involved. It’s useless information.”

I repeated my question carefully. “You want me to teach you and talk to you about s*x?”

She narrowed her eyes at me, growing impatient. “I am not going to repeat myself. Celeste told me you were very open and honest with her and I was confident that you could be the same way with me. After all she is your sister and you helped educate her, wouldn’t it be easier with me since I have no clear importance or a prioritized relationship with you?”

I smiled at her, I knew she had thought about this a lot. I knew she was brave and a very curious woman. “I assume you know that anatomy of it all? Seeing that you have such expansive knowledge on the human body.”

She shrugged. “You could say that.”

I decided to tease her further, “is this in regard to our dear friend Vicente? Are you planning on using our little lessons to practice with him?”

She stood up straight and the words that came out of her mouth rendered me speechless. “No-I plan on practicing with you.”

I felt my feet wobble a bit and I stopped breathing but I didn’t let her see how shocked I was.

“You plan on practicing with me..? Me?”

“Well I have to know what I’m doing right? Before I actually put it into play. Or do you go to meetings with merchants, buyers and politicians without knowing exactly what you’re going to do and what to expect?” She asked raising both eyebrows.

I just looked at her-in awe of her dedication. But then an idea struck me. “You don’t want to get married right?”

“Absolutely not.”

“And would you say you’re knowledgeable enough to know when another woman shares those sentiments as well?”

“I would say so…”

I smiled at her. “Fine, I’ll help you. I’ll be your test product if you’d like…” she grinned but I held up a finger. “As long as you also agree to help me find a woman.”

“What kind of woman?”

“I’ll tell you soon enough…” I said grinning.

She debated it silently for a moment before she nodded and stretched out her hand. “Alright, I agree to help you if you help me.” She paused and then smiled. “But we keep it a secret.. your lessons and my assistance. Is that clear?”

“Clear as day.”

“And no foolishness! No straying off the end goal.” She said narrowing her eyes at me again.

I laughed. “Agreed.”

I shook her hand and we both smiled.

This would work out. I’d teach her about seduction and confidence in love making while she helped me in search of a future Viscountess with my conditions.

We’d both be getting what we wanted.