His hips rolled, grinding against me, and stars exploded behind my eyes. My legs wrapped around his waist automatically, trying to get closer, trying to ease the ache building inside me.
"Fuck, you feel good." His mouth was at my ear, his breath hot. "So fucking perfect."
His hands found the hem of my tank top, started sliding it up.
Footsteps.
We broke apart so fast I nearly fell off the counter. Kai caught me, lifted me down, stepped back just as Luca walked into the kitchen.
Luca's sharp eyes swept over us. Me with my hair a mess, my tank top slightly askew, my face flushed. Kai shirtless, breathing hard, looking like he wanted to commit murder.
"Interesting." Luca's voice was flat. Cold. "What's going on here?"
"Aria couldn't sleep." Kai's tone was casual but I could feel the tension radiating off him. "Nightmares. I was getting her some water."
"At two in the morning."
"That's when the nightmares happen, generally." Kai moved to the sink, filled a glass with water, handed it to me. "Here. This should help."
Luca looked between us, clearly not buying it.
"I'm doing security checks. You should both go to bed." He paused deliberately. "Separately."
"Of course. Come on, Aria. I'll walk you to your room."
"That won't be necessary—" Luca started.
"I'm responsible for her safety. I'm walking her to her room." Kai's voice left no room for argument.
Luca's jaw tightened but he nodded.
Kai started toward the hallway. I followed, my heart still racing, my body still humming with unfulfilled desire.
At my door, he stopped. Looked at me with eyes that burned.
"Aria—"
"Don't." I couldn't hear whatever he was about to say. Couldn't handle more complications tonight. "Just... don't."
I slipped into my room, closed the door, leaned back against it.
Then I slid down to the floor, my legs too shaky to hold me up.
What the hell had I gotten myself into?
Luca knew something was going on. It was only a matter of time before he figured out exactly what. And when he did, when he reported back to Salvatore—
I pressed my hands against my face, trying to slow my breathing.
This was bad. Really, really bad.
Because I'd just confirmed what I'd been trying to deny for weeks.
I wasn't falling for Kai Accardi. I'd already fallen. Completely. Irrevocably. Catastrophically.
And there wasn't a damn thing I could do to stop it now.
Chapter Ten
