Page 84 of Finding Kyler
“Because sex is the universal answer to every problem,” I deadpan.
“I like that idea.” He bobs his head up and down.
“You would.” I roll my eyes before turning serious. “Quit messing about. I know you’re deflecting.” I grab his wrist, stalling his movement. “And stop jerking off. It’s making me uncomfortable.”
Amused eyes meet mine. “If I w—”
“Do not go there again.” I momentarily close my eyes in exasperation. “We are not talking about Kyler, or me. We are talking about you and whomever you’re hooking up with on the sly. Please tell me it isn’t her. Please tell me you’re not that stupid.”
He scoots up the bed, resting against the sideboard. The sheet slips a little lower, highlighting the V-shaped indents on either side of his hips and the thin trail of hair snaking lower. The bulge under the sheets is too pronounced to go unnoticed.
Hell.
“Admit it,” he teases, running his hand under the covers again, “You want this.” He starts pumping up and down.
“I swear to God, Kal, if you don’t stop that right now I’m going to the kitchen to get a knife and then I’m coming back to castrate you. Don’t think I’m joking. If I wanted porn, I’d go download some. So stop being a sleaze, please. It’s disgusting.”
“Relax, Mary Sue.” He holds both hands up in the air. “I’ll be a good boy now. But make this snappy so I can attend to business.”
I slap a hand across my forehead as air whooshes out of my mouth in frustration.
Finally, he takes pity on me. “Look, I’m not hooking up with Addison so you can chill out, okay?”
“So why you creeping around the woods in the middle of the night?”
“Need to know basis, right?” Reluctantly, I nod. “Well, it isn’t anything you need to know. I’m not doing the dirty with Addison in the woods. And”—he holds up a hand—“I haven’t talked to Ky yet, but I will. I’m waiting for the right time.”
“You know there’s no such thing, right? Not when it comes to something like this.”
“Okay, okay. Stop busting my balls. You have what you came here for, so I’m kicking you out of my room now. Unless you’re offering to help with my…situation?” He flashes me a mischievous grin. Yanking the covers off in one foul swoop, he lies before me in all his glorious nakedness. “Jesus!” I shriek, springing up like there’s a rocket up my ass. “Not in this lifetime.” I race toward the door trying to rinse the visual from my head.
Pausing, I turn to face him as an idea hits me. Payback time. Quick as lightning, I whip up my top and flash him my bra. His mouth hangs open, and the corners of my mouth curve up. “Wank away, cousin dearest.” I’m laughing as I close his door, and crash, face-first, into a warm solid wall. His scent swirls around me and I don’t need to open my eyes to know who it is.
“Do I even want to know?” Ky asks softly.
I tip my head up as my hands somehow find their way to his remarkable chest. I press against him, stretching on my tiptoes until our mouths are a hair’s breadth from each other. A glimmer of lust bursts in his eyes, and need pulsates between my legs. “No.” I rasp, my voice low and husky.
His fingers curl around the back of my neck sending a blanket of warmth cascading down my spine. He brushes a feather-soft kiss against my lips. Unbridled need tries to take command of me, but common sense wins the inner battle.
Resist.Abort. Resist! Resist!Resist!
As much as I crave his mouth on mine, one of us has to show some restraint. I shake my head, stepping out of his embrace. “Don’t,” I whisper, backing away. “Just don’t.”
He hangs his head, nodding his acquiescence, and I turn and walk away.
When I reach the lobby, James is coming down the stairs in low-hanging sweats and a white sleeveless shirt. His fascination with holding onto his youth is warped on so many different levels. “Good morning, Faye.”
“Morning, James.”
“Join me for coffee?” He asks as a loud yawn escapes his mouth.
We take our coffee outside, sitting silently side by side, gazing out onto the imposing lawn. “I wanted to thank you,” James says a few minutes later. “For what you said yesterday. I’ve thought of nothing else all night.”
“That’s good.”
“I’m going to end things with Courtney today, and I’m going to talk to Alex tonight.”
I chew on the corner of my mouth. “You’re doing the right thing.”
