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Her supervisor seemed to be an insufferable monster– with a name you'd only expect from a prostitute– and a couple of underage waiters and dishwashers didn't exactly mean less work for Nikau. All this had come to my attention in the two minutes I had waited by the door while Nikau handed in her notice and said her goodbyes.

She may have made a life for herself there, but it was a far cry from anything the young woman who had left Hawaii had once dreamed of.

But that made it easier for me to show her that this island was where she belonged. It wasn't hard to remind her how comfortable she felt here, and that life was so much easier. Happier. More pleasurable.

And once she fell in love with O'ahu again, the rest would only get easier. Because even if she found a woman who lasted longer than Nancy and all the other women whose names I couldn't even remember, I didn't want her to disappear and the contact between us to fade again.

It was only on the plane back to Hawaii that I realized how much I missed her. Somewhere along the line, my brain must have realized that as long as Nikau was with me, I'd be fine– and that's precisely how I'd felt on the plane.

The emails and meeting summaries had stressed me out, but a glance to the left and they hadn't been so relevant anymore. Even though Nika had done nothing but sit in her seat staring intently at her tablet.

She had not noticed me. Not heard me. Not seen. None of that. She was just there. That alone had made everything better.

But also made me wonder if I'd really managed to get royally fucked within twenty-four hours.

"Sure. Job for Nikau. Consider it done." Kaia snapped me out of my thoughts so abruptly that the sound of her voice confused me for a moment. I liked it even less when she hung up and left me alone with my thoughts.

* * *

I watchedwith satisfaction as Nikau joined me on the terrace, wearing a dress that competed in vibrant colors with the sun and made her complexion– pale for someone of Hawaiian descent– seem a little more vibrant.

Relaxed, she sank into the chair opposite me and crossed her legs. "You really can't leave this alone, can you, Kaden?"

I pretended not to know what she was talking about. Only when she rolled her eyes did I answer, "You hate going shopping. So I thought…"

But before I could finish the sentence, Nikau cut me off. "Thank you," she said, catching me off guard. "That's what I was going to say."

"Your first sentence didn't sound like a thank you," I replied, a little irritated.

"Because I wasn't sure if this was some weird dominance thing where you were trying to tell me what to wear or… well. Anyway, thanks."

A weird dominance thing where I told her what to wear… where the hell did Nikau get such ideas? I stopped eating, put the phone down and gave her my full attention.

"Would you like to tell me where you got the idea that I would want to decide such things for you?" I had simply wanted to relieve her from something that I knew she hated. A nice gesture so she wouldn't have to spend half the day running around the island in a jumper looking for clothes that would suit the local temperatures.

Under my questioning gaze, Nikau made a face and leaned back, automatically mimicking my position. I could sense she didn't want to answer the question because of that telltale blush on her cheeks, but I wasn't going to let her off the hook that easily.

"So?"

She rolled her eyes. "When you talked about me being available to you, you didn't mean a 24/7 dynamic where you control everything in my life– right down to when I'm allowed to go to the toilet, did you?"

Horror was written all over her face; to be fair, I had to admit I understood. I had little interest in people who could not think for themselves. I also didn't want to rule over others in that way. I had a high regard for normal relationships– which on a sexual level were influenced by penchants.

"No. I also have no interest in feeding someone from a dog bowl, having my shoes licked, or bringing unusual bodily fluids into the game. Not that I condemned these preferences. Everyone should and could act out what they like, as long as no one is harmed." But these were just not the kinds of things I was interested in.

With each point I listed, Nikau opened her mouth a little wider. "There are people who actually do this and enjoy it?"

She sounded so shocked. But I would soon show her that sometimes there are things you think you can never have fun with… until you are proven absolutely wrong.

"I know a few people who do, yes," I replied. "But we don't judge other people's kinks."

Nikau had never done that to me, so I hoped she would show the same reasonableness to others. Even if she didn't know what it was that attracted me so much.

She shook her head. "I'm not judging, K. I'm trying to understand what I've gotten myself into."

"And you couldn't wait for me to show you?"

"I wanted to be prepared."

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