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I couldn’t tell from the video what color they were because the image had been in black and white, but my obsession with him had been…

Hard to ignore.

I had searched for him. Considering the King’s Men’s reputation in California, it wasn’t hard. And I found him in that bar his dad owned. I had stood off to the side, and he didn’t notice me.

The lights were dim, but at one point in the night, I stumbled against him.

I doubted he would remember that one small insignificant encounter, but I did.

I dreamt of his blue eyes that night.

I wiggled my hands, and slowly, he looked at me.

There was something like caution on his face, so I moved slowly, settling one hand on his wide shoulder, and cupping his cheek with the other.

He stilled.

I didn’t think he was breathing.

I shot him a small, hesitant smile, and that seemed to get him out of wherever he’d gone in his mind.

He burrowed his face into my touch.

“Hey, pretty girl.”

I relaxed at his words.

“Hey,” I said, giggling a little. He smiled widely at me before he leaned down and kissed me sweetly.

And I had a scary thought.

I wondered how the hell I was supposed to let him go.

* * *

We cameout to the kitchen after we got dressed.

I was back in Kai’s clothing, but since we hadn’t gone anywhere, I didn’t mind. And I liked that it smelled like him.

It wasn’t the same as getting a hug, but it was better than nothing.

And Kai smelled so good.

A little outdoorsy, like evergreen and spice—the same scent as his body wash—but there was also an undertone of something indescribable. Something that was uniquely him.

He picked me up in his arms, as if he thought I was incapable of walking the short distance from his bedroom to the kitchen myself—and he might have been right.

The orgasm really took a lot out of me.

Even now, I could still feel the ghost of his tongue on me, against me,insideme.

I shivered, and he shot me a knowing look as he sat me down on the kitchen barstool.

“Stay here while I go heat the lasagna.”

I opened my mouth to tell him I could do it, but he put his finger against my lips.

I blinked up at him, and his lips twitched suspiciously, almost as if he wanted to smile.

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