A Little Harmless Addiction(51)

Then he came groaning her name as he arched against her.

Once he finished, he moved her off him and then pulled her up to him. He kissed her before she could even think. It was hot, sweet and just about everything in between. He pulled way and rested his head against hers.

“That was…there are no words.”

She could hear his voice tremble slightly and she felt a surge of satisfaction. Kai was a sensual man, and if she could do that to him, well, that was pretty damn good.

“Stop looking so damned smug, woman.”

She laughed and then hugged him. “Sorry. Hard not to after that.”

She fell back against the pillows, Kai stretching out on top of her. He kissed her again and then looked down at her. Warmth filled his expression.

“Don’t look at me like that. I am really messed up. I don’t need—”

He kissed her and rolled over, pulling her with him. “You worry too much. Go to sleep.”

She wanted to argue, but she was too exhausted to worry. She laid her head against his shoulder, took comfort in having his body next to hers and slipped into sleep.



Three days later, Jocelyn was still humming with satisfaction. Of course, that was easy to do because Kai had been at her house every night. They never really spoke of their commitment. Kai just started showing up when she closed up the bakery. Or she would wander down to the pier to wait for him to come back in. It was all kind of…comforting. Of course, today he was going to be late and he urged her to go home. With two crew members sick, he would have to work a double shift.

She had never really been a woman who expected a man to spend a lot of time with her. Even with Mike. She had always kept her career first and foremost in her life. Was that why it had all fallen apart when things went wrong? They had never really shared a lot of intimacies outside of the bedroom. In the few weeks she had known Kai, she had shared more of her past with him than she ever did with Mike. Why was that? Did she know she couldn’t trust Mike, or was it because she didn’t trust him that they fell apart? She knew without a doubt that she wouldn’t have had the same problem with Kai.

That little fact scared the hell out of her. She wasn’t ready to lose herself to a man. Maybe not ever. But of course, Kai didn’t give a damn and just marched right into her life. She knew there were things he didn’t tell her. She hadn’t had the nerve to ask him more about Keisha. She wasn’t sure if she could take him talking about another woman, especially the only one he had ever been serious about. Not right now, not when their relationship was so new.

“You got me some mallasadas this morning?”

She looked up to find the father of her preoccupation standing in front of her with a big smile.

“Mr. Aiona, how are you this morning?”

“Good. Enjoying the weather today.”

“And yes, I have some mallasadas today. In fact I have one back here just for you.”

Knowing that Kai’s father loved the chocolate-pudding-filled mallasadas, she had saved one for him in particular. She grabbed his treat and then turned to him, “Want a cup of Kona with it?”

He smiled. “Only if I can get the prettiest girl in the room to share it with me.”

“Why not? I have a break coming to me.”

“Prettiest girl,” Cynthia sniffed as she walked into the front of the store. “I can see that I’m being tossed aside for another woman.”

Mr. Aiona laughed and gave Cynthia a hug. “You’re abandoning me for married life with Chris. How are you feeling?”

“Pretty good. Morning sickness has definitely gotten better.”

Jocelyn handed him his coffee and treat and said, “I was going to take a break.”

Cynthia glanced around the shop. The customers had dwindled to just a few late morning tourists. “Sure. I’ll try to see if I can handle this.”

They picked a table outside to enjoy the morning sun and sweet breeze.

“Ah, that feels good, yeah? It has been a hot couple of days.”

“Kai claims there’s rain coming.”

He nodded as he chewed on his mallasada. “Yeah, my boy knows the weather. You would think he was an old man with this knowledge.”

She cocked her head and watched him.

“You have no problem with him over at my house every night?”

Mr. Aiona shrugged. “He’s a grown man. He wasn’t a virgin when you met him.”

Jocelyn could feel her face heat at his plain talk.

“Oh, now, don’t be embarrassed. My boy has always had some woman or other hanging around. But you…he’s serious about you.”

She nodded. “I know.”

“Just make sure to be kind to my boy, so I don’t have to stop coming here for my treats.”