Page 193 of Kai
By the time he reaches me, I can barely breathe.
“Kai—”
He doesn't stop.
His hands come up.
Big.
Warm.
Gentle.
One cups the side of my neck.
The other slides into my hair.
And then he bends down and kisses me.
Right there.
In front of everyone.
Not hurried.
Hot, possessive, and sexy as hell.
It feels good.
Pure affection.
The kind of kiss that says I missed you.
The kind that makes the room disappear.
It feels like love.
When he finally pulls back, his forehead rests against mine.
“Jesus, Firecracker.”
His voice is rough.
“You look so beautiful I forgot my own name.”
I laugh softly.
“Kai.”
“Yeah, Baby?”
“You realize everyone is watching us, right?”
He glances around.
Shrugs.
“Good.”
