Page 74 of Kane's Awakening
I wanted to argue—especially when remembering how messed up he’d been the week before—but I kept my thoughts to myself. He’d come around when he was ready.
“Well, I have some news,” I said after clearing my throat and wiping at my mouth.
When I had his attention, I told him about Felicia taking the case. His face went through several emotions as I talked—confusion, sadness, and worry—but the one that concerned me was the indifference.
“Was he one of the fuckers who shot at me and Harry?” he asked after I’d finished telling him.
“I’m not sure. Felicia didn’t tell me all the details. I don’t think she has all of them yet anyway. She just got it.”
I took his hand, not knowing what else to say. Luckily, he was the one to break the silence.
“Hey, it’s your job,” he said, releasing my hand and grabbing for his slice again. “Even assholes need a fair trial.”
“They do,” I agreed.
“Oh, guess what I did before picking up the pizza.” Kane grinned, and I was relieved to see emotion back on his face. Anything was better than the empty expression from earlier. “I rented a movie for us to watch later.”
I blinked. “A movie? As in going into an actual video store? Wow. Old school.” Knowing Kane, I could only imagine what movie he rented. “Is it a porno?”
He choked out a laugh. “Fuck. No. I’d rather make our own porno.” He waggled his eyebrows and jutted the tip of his tongue out before biting down. It was crazy how a man as sexy and muscular as him could look so adorable. “I thought it’d be fun to pick a super chick-flick, romance movie, so we can laugh at it together.”
“You’re actually going to sit through a romance?” I asked in a disbelieving tone.
“You bet your sexy ass I am.”
“What movie?”
I was prone to crying a lot in movies, especially romance heavy ones. At the end ofThe Notebook, I’d been ugly crying so hard, Anna had to cuddle me and bring out the large tub of chocolate ice cream afterward.
So, yeah, Kane might be laughing at the movie, but I knew I’d be making a fool of myself.
“Me Before You,” he answered as he scooted from the table to open the back door and let Molly inside the house. “It has that chick fromGame of Thronesin it, and I fucking love her.”
Shit. He justhadto pick a movie I knew would destroy me. I hadn’t watched it yet, but I’d heard plenty about it.
When we sat down on the couch and put it in the DVD player, I looked at him. “Okay, just warning you now. I’m a crier. Like huge crier. And you’ll laugh at me.”
“Ah, Ryker.” He draped his arm around my shoulders and nuzzled my cheek with the tip of his nose. “I’ll protect you from the big, bad feels.”
However, it washimthat needed the protecting. Not even halfway into the movie, I cast a glance at him and saw him fully engaged in the movie, his eyes wide and his bottom lip between his teeth. A tear streamed down his cheek.
I leaned more into him and rested my head on his shoulder, feeling my heart soften even more. He played at being tough, but I suspected he had a romantic streak, one that was buried deep down.
By the end of the movie, his chest vibrated with his muffled cries. There was something endearing about a tough guy getting all soft and showing his tender side. I was crying, too, but I couldn’t hold them back like he could.
He’d chosen one of the most depressing romance movies I’d ever freaking seen.
“You’re not allowed to pick movies in the future,” I said, sitting up and grabbing a tissue, blowing my nose. “I haven’t cried that hard in a while.”
“It was okay.” He quickly swiped at his eyes, and I pretended as if I didn’t see. “Not enough action for my taste. I fell asleep somewhere in the middle.”
Liar.But I didn’t call him out on it. I just inwardly smiled and allowed him to believe he was fooling me.
“Wanna know what goes great after a sappy movie?” Kane asked, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me back against him. “Dessert.”
I groaned as he softly grazed his teeth down my neck. Chills spread down my arms, and I reached to tangle my fingers in his hair.
We made out on the couch for a while before moving things to my bedroom, where he succeeded in not only washing away the sadness from the movie, but making me forget about everything except for him and the perfect way we fit together.
