“Don’t. Don’t hide. Not from me, not from this.”
She wanted to. She didn’t like the loss of control. But as he slammed into her hard one last time, she felt herself dissolve into pleasure. This orgasm was more powerful than the first two and she screamed his name. She closed her eyes as he groaned her name. A moment later he rolled them over, and she snuggled against him.
His skimmed his hand down her spine and said nothing as they watched the last rays of sunlight slip away.
Chapter Ten
“This is possibly the best tasting peanut butter sandwich I have ever eaten,” Jocelyn said before taking another big bite.
Kai smiled, enjoying her happiness. They had fallen asleep after the last bout of love making and woken up ravenous. It had taken a lot for him to drag his ass out to the kitchen. But once there, he knew it had been worth it.
“I might have to have another one,” he said.
Her eyes widened. “You’ve already had two.”
“I have to keep up my stamina. You’ll wear me out otherwise.”
She laughed. Just that made his heart jerk. He couldn’t keep himself from falling deeper beneath her spell. Damn, she was something. He had known a lot of women, been with more women than he could probably count. But this one, she did something to him. Just seeing her smile, hearing her happiness, made the world brighter.
“Kai, is something wrong?”
He shook his head, trying to gather his thoughts. He couldn’t be in love with her. Nothing was settled, she was still trying to get her life back in order. And he knew for a fact that she wasn’t ready for it any more than he was.
“Kai?”
The worry in her voice pulled him from his thoughts. He noticed she was frowning at him so he covered up his feelings and smiled.
“Nothing. Just a little more tired than I thought I was.”
She nodded but didn’t look like she believed him. She rose from the table, and he snagged his arm around her waist and pulled her onto his lap.
She snuggled close to him and then smiled up at him. “Is there something you needed?”
Your love.
There was another small jolt of pain to his heart. He couldn’t ask for that when he knew he wasn’t able to promise he could give it in return. “Yeah. Another sandwich.”
She giggled as she rose and smacked his hand. “I should tell May that you are trying to order me around to get you food.”
But she went about making him another sandwich.
“What do you think your brother is going to do when he finds out?”
She shrugged. “Not really any of his business.”
She set the sandwich on the plate in front of him and then sat back down to drink the rest of her milk.
“Of course it is. You’re his sister.”
She rolled her eyes. “Ugh, you brothers are all the same, but no, it isn’t. I am an adult who can make her own decisions. Been doing it for some time now.”
He reached out and cupped her cheek. “He’s just looking out for you because he loves you.”
Her expression softened. “I know that. But it can be a bit smothering, especially since I’m used to dealing with it at a distance.”
He rubbed his thumb over her cheek. “I can talk to him if you want me to.”
“God, no. Let me handle Chris. It isn’t like he can order either of us around.”
He dropped his hand and started eating his sandwich. “It seems odd to me to have that many miles between you and family.”
She cocked her head and studied him. “I guess so and that is important here, right? I mean, I hear people talk about Ohana and how the family is the most important thing.”
He shrugged. “It is a way of life that you probably can’t find on the mainland.”
“It was different when Chris came over here. I never thought he would last.” She shrugged again. “I don’t think any of us thought he would. We do have a very close family, but he fell in love with the island. I could see it the first time he came back for a visit. It was under his skin. A part of him.” She sighed. “I can understand that.”
He heard it there in her voice. Some people could live on the islands their whole lives and never really appreciate them. But some people, it tugged at them, at their hearts and they never left. Which would suit him just fine to have her stay.
“How do you like working at Cynthia’s?”
“I like it. I wasn’t sure if I would. I was so used to working in a high-pressure job, and while we have schedules and all that, the pressure I had in Atlanta isn’t there.”
“Along with your problems.” The moment he said it, he wanted to call back the words. Her expression blanked and she blinked at him. Dammit, he couldn’t help it. He wanted to know everything about her, the good and bad.