Haven
Peeing is almost as satisfying as the multiple orgasms Kai just gave me.
I’d never tell him that, of course.
I flush and try to wash my hands in the cabin’s dark little bathroom. There’s no electricity in the cabin, so I can’t turn on the light to see if there’s soap anywhere. So it’s more of a rinse, but hey, something’s better than nothing.
I exit the bathroom, every step a taunt. The ache between my legs, the way my skin feels hypersensitive to the cabin’s stale air—all just remind me of what just happened.
I’m still not sure if it was a monumental fuck-up, or the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
“You want the right or the left?” Kai lies sprawled on the bed, hands tucked behind his head.
I scoff. “I’m not sleeping here.”
He sits up, frowning. “You wanna walk back to campus now? In the rain?”
I hobble to the kitchen, feeling Kai’s eyes on me. When I face him again, he’s eyeing me like he’s wondering if there’s a manual for post-sex etiquette that he never got to read.
I lean back against the kitchen counter, cross my arms, and tilt my head at him.
“I’m—“ I cut off when I realize I’d been about to tell him about Milo’s job. But I promised myself that I wouldn’t let anyone know.
“I’ve got places to be.”
He groans theatrically as he drags himself off the bed. “Come on, Heavenly. Just a few hours to recharge.”
It says a lot that I let him close enough to snatch my wrists and tug me against him. He gazes down, one side of his mouth quirked like he already knows I’m going to bend to his will. Fuck it if his green eyes aren’t hypnotizing me.
I force myself to break his stare, peering down at my bare, dirty feet instead.
“Nope,” I say, with more determination than I feel. “I’ve already risked a UTI,andI’m probably getting gangrene if I don’t get this shit looked at.” I point at my injured foot.
When I look up, Kai’s staring at my feet with a glazed look on his face.
I snap my fingers under his nose. “Earth to Kai.”
He wrenches my arm away, irritation flashing onto his face, but it’s gone in an instant.
“Ow,” I say dryly.
“Please,” he scoffs. “I just railed you so hard the sofa nearly broke. You want to tell me that hurt?”
Before I can reply, he grabs my waist and hoists me up onto the countertop. And I’m so shocked, I just…let him.
“Don’t move.”
“You’re so fucking romantic,” I mutter as he turns away.
I lift my leg to look at the cut on the sole of my foot, wincing. Doesn’t look inflamed, but it’s not scabbing over yet, either. Kai thumps around the cabin, opening this, slamming that.
“That’s it,” I call out. “Break some more stuff.”
Kai drags a pair of rubber boots out of the closet, looking smarmy as fuck as he strides back over to me.
“You’re joking, right?” I laugh when he drops the boots on the floor. “Those are like fourteen sizes too big for me.”
“They’re notforyou.” He shoves his feet inside the boots and gives me a satisfied grin as he stomps around to feel them out. “Awesome.”
