travel on my skin is the last thing on my mind, but I press another quick kiss on his lips before I get up and pull him to his feet with me. “I guess we’ll just have to shower together, then.”
For a moment, it almost looks like he’s going to say no, but that’s just my mind playing tricks on me because Kai follows me into the bathroom without a word. We undress, and I turn on the shower. Kai steps under the spray, and my heart gives a jump as I watch him tilt his head back, eyes closed, letting the water rain down on him.
He’s beautiful. I don’t know how I haven’t realized it before.
Drops of water cling to Kai’s lashes as he sends me a curious smile. He reaches out his hand and pulls me toward him.
“If I have to get clean, then so do you.”
I grab the bottle of shower gel from the counter and squeeze some in my hand. My palm slides up Kai’s side, leaving a soapy trail behind. I gather up the excess shower gel and start rubbing my hands over Kai’s skin.
He leans his back against the wall as I work my palms over every inch of skin I can find. There’s no hurry. I just want Kai to feel good.
He sighs and opens his eyes, head angled away from the spray of the shower.
“You’ve got good hands,” he says, a dreamy smile on his face.
“These old things?”
He laughs and looks down at where my palms are still moving over his chest and stomach. I palm his cock and slide my hand up and down, but I don’t take it any further, and Kai doesn’t look like he’s in a hurry to get off and get to bed. Instead, he straightens himself, grabs the shower gel, and puts some in his own palm, too.
“Your turn,” he says.
The feel of his calloused palms sliding over my skin is heaven. I slide my fingers in the hair at the back of his head. Kai’s eyes meet mine. His lips are slightly parted. Droplets of water are hanging from his lashes. Seconds tick by. I can’t look away as I press my palm against Kai’s chest. My heart is going haywire inside my chest as the moment stretches and spirals around us.
I tug him forward until our lips meet. The kiss is tender. Neither of us is in a hurry to move anything along. It’s just us. Just Kai and me. Just like it’s supposed to be. Just how everything is perfect.
We finish washing each other and grab the white, fluffy towels from the shelf next to the shower and start drying ourselves as we move back toward the bed.
There’s something in the air around us tonight. It’s almost like tension, but it’s not entirely bad. Something is shifting and changing and settling inside me, even though my life is seemingly chaotic in a way it’s never been before.
But I have Kai. And I’m happy.
I haven’t accomplished even half the things on my happy list, but it doesn’t matter. Maybe I’ll get to them, maybe I won’t, and maybe it doesn’t even matter.
“You’re smiling,” Kai says. He’s lying on his stomach between the sheets, head leaning on his arms, looking at me.
“I’ve got something to look forward to.” I walk to Kai’s side of the bed. He likes to sleep on the left. It’s one of those small things I didn’t know about him before, but I do now.
“What’s that?” Kai asks.
“A massage,” I say. “It’s been pointed out to me that I should get one.”
Kai grins. “Oh. Well, say hi to whoever is going to give it to you.”
I pinch his shoulder and climb on top of him, straddling his back. He sucks in a breath as I press a quick kiss in the middle of his shoulder blades. My palms slide over his skin.
“I thought we’d take turns,” I say as I start massaging his shoulders, and he immediately melts into the bed and lets out a deep groan as I rub over his back. My cock stiffens at the sounds he’s making.
I knead his shoulders, moving lower and then back up again. I should see if there’s some massage oil somewhere around here, but I can’t seem to force myself to move.
“You’re naked,” I say after a while because my horny brain seems to think Kai doesn’t know.
“It’s hot in here,” Kai mumbles into the sheet.
I scooch lower and press a quick