Kai shrugged. “Eh, I don’t mind flying. Sucks sometimes, being my size and all. The small seats can be a pain, you know, but otherwise it's probably as safe as driving a car. If not safer.”
“If you say so.” My tone clearly insinuated I didn’t believe a word he was saying. Safer than driving a car, my ass. I’d never step into one of those death traps.
“I’m sure you’ll change your mind once you reap the benefits.”
“Which would be?”
He quirked a brow. “Getting to see places you’d never have seen otherwise.”
“Yeah, don’t think that’s really in the cards for me.” I pursed my lips.
“Who knows. Life works in mysterious ways sometimes.”
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, Grandpa.”
Kai snorted. “We can talk about Daddy, but Grandpa is taking it a bit far, don’t you think?”
I gaped at him, my mouth dropping open, and he peered up at me hungrily.
Holy shit. My insides tingled and I barely managed to suppress a needy little whimper.
What the fuck was going on?This wasn’t me. I didn’t go starry-eyed and weak-kneed because a man paid me a modicum of attention, and I most definitely didn’t fuckingwhimper.
Pathetic.
“In your dreams,” I scoffed. A feeble retort at best, but somehow my tongue was too heavy to form words.
“You know me so well, Love.” He had the audacity to wink at me.
“I’m already starting to regret this.”
Kai chuckled. “No you’re not.”
I scoffed, but deep down I had to admit he was right. I wasn’t regretting anything about what was happening between us. It was the most fun I’d had in a long time, and knowing it was only temporary actually added to its appeal.
Yeah, I made him work for every inch, but somehow he kept up with me, kept smiling and kept coming back for more.
Who has that kind of endurance?I couldn't pretend it didn't get to me.
I wouldn’t have to let my guard down, so it was safe in a way. Just a bit of harmless fun.
“Well, I’ll leave you to it then.” I gave him an awkward little wave, turned around and then paused with my hand on the screen door when a thought suddenly struck me.
Twisting my head to the side, I watched him with narrowed eyes. “You don’t happen to know anything about the door in the hallway, do you?”
The very door whose hinges had recently and suspiciously stopped screeching.
Kai gave me a look of pure innocence. “What would I know about your hallway door?”
“Did you mess with the door?”
He pulled the corners of his mouth down and gave his head a shake. “Yeah, nah. Don’t know anything about any doors.”
“Weird. Definitely seems like someone messed with the door.”
“Super weird.” Kai shrugged. “Don’t know who’d mess with the obnoxiously squealing hinges on your door.”
I bit the inside of my cheek to hold back the smile threatening to break free. Why was it so easy to talk tohim, and why did it feel so natural? If I hadn’t had to get ready for my next shift — I couldn't afford to miss out on any paychecks — I might have been tempted to stay out here and chat to him for longer.
