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“I would really like to see that, sir,” Sazuki says dryly.The traitor.
“You’re not showing him those albums.” I groan.
“Yes, I am. Do you know how long I’ve waited for this day?” Dad cackles like an evil henchman and dances out of the kitchen while I chase after him.
* * *
Sazuki drivesme home and walks me up to my apartment.
Our hands are linked.
The silence between us is easy and welcome. We don’t need to say a lot to feel content. That’s something I’ve learned from him. To be calm in the silences.
“Thank you for coming with me tonight,” I say, stopping in front of my front door.
“Your parents are lovely. It was an honor.”
“They like you.”
“And they love you.” His eyes are dark and intense. “Very much. It is clear how close you all are. Your father wants you to move back in.”
“I know.” My smile is wry. “One of the hardest decisions I made was to move out, but I wanted to see the world and have my own independence. I couldn’t do that under their roof. They would have smothered me with love.”
“A painful way to go.”
I laugh. “Your jokes are getting better.”
“Your father’s wit must have rubbed off on me.” His lips arch up at the corners.
I fiddle with my keys, glance down, glance up again.
The silence turns heated.
Tension crackles between us.
“Is Niko waiting for you?” I ask.
“I already kissed her goodnight before leaving.”
“And do you, um, have to go back?” The ridges of the key dig into my finger.
Rather than answer, he lifts his phone and dials a number.
I watch with heated breath as he speaks without taking his eyes off me, “Akira, I will not be home until morning.”
“I figured.” Akira’s voice sounds muffled, but the words are clear.
Sazuki ends the call and arches an eyebrow.
“Until morning?” I raise my chin, fighting not to look as nervous as I feel. “Is it going to take all night?”
“I have waited a long time for you, kitten. I do not plan to rush.”
My heart swells with longing and hot anticipation. I barely manage to open the door before Sazuki drags me inside as if he owns the place and pushes me against the wall. His eyes drill into me, filled with an untameable heat.
I feel the burn sweep up my skin like I’m standing in the middle of a giant oven.
“Aren’t you,” I swallow, “going to close the door?”
