Page 98 of The Dragon 2
No power.
No guards.
No weapons.
Just us, tangled up in limbs and words.
I closed my eyes and tipped my head back against the wall, letting her voice keep me afloat.
“I can see why you love this book, Kenji. There’s mystery, magic, and the possibility of love. Thank you for sharing it with me.”
“Tora. . .you know what I want right now?”
“What?”
“To hold you,” I swallowed. “To curl behind you and read the next chapter of the book out loud. Right into your ear.”
Her breath hitched.
“I’d trace the words along your skin with my fingers. Make them yours before they were hers. Pause in the good parts to ask you how it made you feel. Make you read your favorite line back to me. Let it settle in the space between us.”
“That sounds dangerously cozy and absolutely addictive.”
“Does it?”
“Reading books with a sexy man next to me. . .that’s my love language.”
I grinned and opened my eyes. The statue of Tristan and Isolde stared back, lips still reaching. Tristan had killed kingsfor Isolde. I was realizing right now that I would do worse for Nyomi.
Her voice went low. "When are you coming back to Tokyo?"
"Tomorrow evening, for you."
“That was my second reason for calling.”
“To know when I would return?”
“To schedule our next date. I’m hosting it.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m setting up the place for our date, organizing everything, and putting it all together.”
“You?”
“Yes.”
“I always take control of dates.”
“Well, guess what. I’m in control of our second date, so. . .get used to that fact.”
“Reo would want to talk to you about that.”
“Your Fang?”
“No. My Roar.”
“Oh. Sorry about that.Your Roar.Why will I need to talk to him about the date?”
