Page 21 of Kane's Awakening
I set my phone aside and exhaled as I grabbed my book. But I was in no mindset to read. Not even the inner musings of Dr. Watson’s mind could distract me in that mood, so I placed it back on the bedside table.
Am I being too picky?I wondered as I took off my reading glasses and rubbed at my eyes.
Wanting a meaningful relationship wasn’t too much to ask out of life. No. But maybe it was too much to ask of someone like Kane.
A notification dinged on my phone, interrupting my thoughts, and I hesitantly reached for it.
Sir Fuckington:If you’re so relationship oriented, why did you hookup with me in the club that night?
Good question, one I had asked myself too many times. Had it been a moment of weakness? Going so long without sex might’ve been a factor to cause me to throw my ambitions and morals out the window and jump on the first dick that came along.
I didn’t know how to explain it, so I answered as best I could.
Me:There was something about you that drew me in and made me forget.
Another five minutes passed before he responded.
Sir Fuckington:Ryker… I can’t be what you want, but I sure as hell can give you a good time until youfind the guy who will.
NowIwas the one taking forever to answer, but I had a lot to consider. He was propositioning me—a temporary fling with him until I found someone who shared my values. And then what… have a clean break and both of us move on with our lives? Was that even possible?
As I was thinking, a new notification popped up, and my heart stopped. He’d sent a photo of his lower abdomen that cut off right before it got to the good part, and he was clearly naked. Not even wearing boxers.
The tease.
I stared at the defined lines cutting his stomach and the smooth skin that transitioned to a light dusting of dark hair. My mouth watered as I filled in the blanks and pictured what waited just a few inches lower than that, and my dick jerked at the memory of what he’d felt like inside me.
It would’ve been so much easier to refuse his advances if the sex had sucked, but goddammit, he was the best I’d ever had, and my body craved more.
Me:Get over here. Now.
Sir Fuckington:Oh yeah? What happened to you not liking random hookups? ;)
I smirked. He was such an asshole.
Me:Kane, get the hell over here. We’ll talk details later.
I put my address at the bottom of the message and hit send.
***
The twins were at their mom’s that night, and I made a round through the house to pick up any stray toys they’d left out from their last visit. I stubbed my toe on one of Theo’s T-rex figures as I jogged down the hall, and I cursed as I picked it up. The boy loved dinosaurs, but he needed to love cleanliness.
At least it wasn’t a Lego I’d stepped on. Those little bastards hurt.
I doubted Kane would go to any room apart from my bedroom, but I liked to have a clean house when people came over. And he also didn’t know I had kids yet. That wasn’t because I wanted to keep them a secret in fear of rejection, but more like I was protective and didn’t want just anyone knowing about them.
When three heavythumpssounded at the door, I checked myself in the hallway mirror before going to open it.
“Hey, you,” he said with a grin, standing with one hand in his jacket pocket and the other running through the top of his brown hair. The sides of his head were buzzed, like a marine-cut style, but the top was just long enough to get a nice handful.
“You have such a police knock,” I told him, opening the door wider so he could walk in, and then closing and locking it once he did. “I’m almost tempted to ask whether you have a search warrant.”
“Oh yeah?” He skewed a brow just as a mischievous smile touched his lips.
I narrowed my eyes. “Wha—”
“Silence,” he commanded in a deep voice, but still with a playful gleam in his eyes. He approached me with a kind of swagger in his step, and I fought a grin. “Sir, I’m afraid I’m gonna have to ask you to place your hands on your head.”
