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He doesn’t sound upset by the notion, but it’s purely fictional. This is one of those times when people talk about beautiful, impossible possibilities to cope with reality.
I play along like he could be right. “Wouldn’t you get bored?”
“Not a chance.”
“Because of all the books in the library, right?” Turning my head forward, I smile as I tease him. “Or all the chess tournaments we could have?”
His arm tightens around my middle with an affectionate embrace. “It would be years before I’d need to explore any hobbies other than memorizing your body.”
Now we’re talking. “Why not start memorizing it now?”
“Because if we have all the time in the world, there’s no reason to rush into anything.”
“That’s the tragedy of it, though, isn’t it?” I whisper, getting serious. “We don’t have all the time in the world.”
Kai just grunts because he knows shit is going to hit the fan, sooner rather than later.
Before that happens, I want to experience as much physical affection as I can get. I don’t want to sleep the moments away.
This is Kai’s fault, really. He wanted to show me what it’s like to enjoy the present, and he achieved it a little too well.
Now I just have to convince him to give up on my nap, and I’m not above some mild manipulation. I didn’t survive in a fae world for over two millennia without learning a few tricks, and I’ll utilize those skills to get what I want.
“Could you scratch my back?” I request, thinking if I can get him to touch me, he’ll be persuaded.
Unfortunately, he doesn’t seem to understand what I mean. “Scratch it? Like, hard?”
“No.” I laugh. “Soft. Just lightly with your fingertips.”
“What will that do?”
“It just feels nice. You’ve never done that with anyone?”
As soon as I ask the question, I wish I could rewind the last few seconds and stop the words from ever leaving my mouth.
With Kai’s aversion to touch, something as simple as a back scratch could be a very unpleasant experience for him.
He doesn’t have scars now, though. He could enjoy it without self-consciousness in the way.
I roll to face him, and our legs tangle together. “In my early human years, we didn’t have a lot of money, and our house only had two bedrooms. My sisters and I used to share a bed. Sometimes at night we’d give each other a back scratch while we talked or told stories. It’s relaxing.”
“All right, I’ll try if that means you might fall asleep,” he compromises as if I’m a disobedient child who’s acting up at bedtime.
Using the arm that’s still draped over me, Kai drags his fingers along my bare spine.
Fae dresses are always designed with lowcut backs to allow for wing release, and although I don’t have wings, I’m grateful for the access now.
Goose bumps break out on my body while he travels upward to the nape of my neck, and I shiver.
Pushing up on an elbow, Kai curiously studies the raised hairs on my arm.
Moving his hand to the pebbled skin, he flattens his palm over the area and asks, “Does something so simple really feel that good?”
“Yeah, it does. Can I show you?”
He lets out a low sound I recognize as a yes.
With his eyes narrowed, he apprehensively waits as I reach around to his back. Since my arm is short, I end up scooting toward him until our fronts are smashed together.
