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Kai sank to his knees again and rested his forehead against mine. “Baby, you have no idea.”
Chapter twenty
Kai
Iwokeupthenext morning the same way I had hundreds of times before.
With Silas in my arms.
The positioning might be the same. The way his leg had found its way between mine. How his face was pressed against my chest. Even the small snores huffing from his mouth were the same.
But everything was different.
I was different.
After cleaning up in the shower, we’d collapsed into bed. We didn’t talk, just exchanged lazy kisses like we had all the time in the world.
God, I hoped that would be the case.
Eventually, Silas had drifted off to sleep. It was a long time before I followed him though. I didn’t want to close my eyes, just in case I opened them to find nothing had changed. That I was alone on that cramped sofa, a literal and metaphorical wall keeping us apart.
Sleep must’ve claimed me at some point. I didn’t think either of us had moved all night. My morning wood was pressed against Silas’s warm thigh. How many times had I woken up in this state and immediately panicked? Tried to calm myself down before Silas felt it and realised?
I mean, it had happened before. He’d always laughed it off as one of those things. That was the kind of man he was. He never wanted me to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed.
Yet that was exactly how I’d made him feel when he’d confessed his feelings for me.
I’d make it up to him. As fun as it’d be to show him the various ways we could take care of our morning wood, we needed to talk first. I wasn’t letting us stay suspended in this confusion and miscommunication any longer.
Two decades was long enough.
A light tap on the door was followed by Tristan’s head poking in. I stiffened, making Silas shift sleepily. Shit, I’d forgotten I had a loose end to tie up.
I gestured to Tristan that I’d meet him in the hall. Guilt twinged as I eased my arms out from around Silas. It felt wrong to leave him in bed to go and talk to another man. But once I’d spoken to Tristan and told him he could go, there’d be nothing standing between us.
I grabbed a robe from the back of the door, throwing it on before joining Tristan in the hallway.
“Sorry I wasn’t there when you woke up,” I said quietly after closing the door behind me. “I know you hate being in unfamiliar places.”
“It’s okay.” Tristan gave me a wan smile. “I can cope for one night. Looks like you guys have worked things out.”
I couldn’t hold back my grin as I thought back over our night together. “We’re not there yet…but we’re on the way.”
“Good. You deserve to be happy. Even if you’re going to break the internet when your relationship comes out.”
I groaned inwardly. Tristan wasn’t wrong there. Our onstage kiss had doused the rumours and conspiracy theories with petrol and set them alight. If I hadn’t fled the country after our final show, I imagine the press would’ve hounded us. It’d been bad enough with us on separate continents.
But once they knew the truth…the attention would be overwhelming.
It wasn’t enough to put me off being with Silas though. Nothing was. I’d face down every reporter in the world if it meant I got to love him the way I’d always wanted.
“I’ve ordered an Uber,” Tristan said. “Figured I’d get out of the way before everyone woke up.”
“Thank you.” I pulled him in for a hug. “Bringing you here might not have been the best thing, but I’m so damned grateful for everything you’ve done.”
Tristan patted my back. “I’m glad to have you as a friend. And like I’ve said, this was helping me as much as you.”
I froze. “Wait, us ‘ending’ this…is it going to cause a problem for you?”
