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But Kane’s expression only reminds me of everything he’s already told me.
And his huge hand strokes the tear from my cheek before he leans down to kiss it and tells me that he’s here for me.
Good times and bad.
“I’ll make some calls,” he says without going into it all again.
“Maybe you could…,” he trails off, sliding his eyes over me.
“Get into something more comfortable?” I suggest making him smile.
He disappears into what looks like his office, just off the main hallway. Leaving me to wrack my brain, realizing the few clothes I have with me are pretty un-sexy.
And me in any of Abby’s things, not that they’d fit... That would just be weird anyway.
I settle for the easiest option, which is also the one nearest to what I need right now.
Slipping into Kane’s room and out of all my clothes.
Sliding myself between the cool sheets that are still crumpled from last night and just laying still, waiting for him.
The whoosh of the air conditioning calms me, and the deep rumble of his voice from somewhere down the marbled hall echoes back.
A smile replaces my frown, and my heart starts to skip a beat for better reasons.
That yucky butterfly feeling in my belly is soon replaced with the good kind.
The kind only Kane gives me.
I lie in his bed…our bed now, I guess, for I don’t know how long. And it finally hits me that he means every word.
I can have this. Us. And all I have to do is say the word.
Well…Maybe a few more words to people like my mom and Abby. But once we get allthatout of the way.
Could I really have Kane all to myself, day in and day out?
The thought is enough to make me wanna shriek with excitement.
And the man himself coming into his room is the only answer I really need.
Of course, I want him. All day every day.
And he wants me too.
The look in his eyes and the bulge at the front of his jeans tell the full story.
“I called a few people. Your mom’s diner should have a few inquiries within the hour,” Kane says.
Looking pleased with himself, I can tell. But not from the stand-up job he’s just done finding help for my mom.
He’s looking me over, growling low as he starts to unbutton his jeans.
My heart is in my throat as I try and fail to think of something else to say.
Our eyes lock as I sit myself up in our bed. My chest spilling over the thin sheets, only making his gaze look more intense.
Like a wild animal about to settle down to feed on something it’s been saving.
