I feel far less confused when his lips brush mine, this time. They’re slow and exploring, like he wants to learn my mouth. His thumbs stroke the skin above my waistband. When they reach the curve of my ribs, a steady warmth fills me.
But then, something unexpected happens. Kai pulls his mouth away just far enough to look over my shoulder to Garrett.
“You good, Bear?” he asks.
Garrett’s answer is a low rumble. “Better than good.”
Kai grins as he slides his hands farther beneath my shirt, eyes on me the whole time. When his thumbs brush over my nipples, I suck in a breath of air and bite down on my lip.
“You should tell him,” Garrett says from the fireplace.
I jump, and I can’t tell whether it’s from the way Kai is currently playing with my nipples or the instruction in Garrett’s tone. “Tell him what?”
“What happened in the bathroom. Kai said he wanted to know.”
My mouth opens slightly. “Is that a thing? We have to share details?”
Kai slides his arms around my back, pulling me close to his body. In this position, I can feel just how hard he is for me. “It is in this house.” He lets his mouth drop to my ear. “Tell me, Sunshine.”
I look between them, cheeks burning. “I feel like sharing this is something you build up to.”
“Good luck with that,” Garrett says. “Remember I told you how Kai and I disagree on how long we’ve been together. He goes all in fast.”
Kai shoots him a look, then lifts me so I’m sitting on the kitchen island. He steps between my legs, pushing them open,then reaches around my butt to tug me to him so all our best bits line up.
“But telling you is…embarrassing.”
“I happen to like embarrassing. But my guess is, it was hot.” He cups my jaw with both hands so I can’t turn away from him. “Use your words, Isla. Tell me what the two of you did.”
My pulse thunders, and I find I want to check in with Garrett for reassurance, but Kai has me held firmly in place.
“He was taking a bath,” I whisper.
“Tryingto take a bath,” Garrett corrects.
Kai glances over to Garrett and rolls his eyes. “What did he do?”
“I brought some food. And I had just let myself in when I heard him cry out.”
Garrett huffs. “I think I actually just yelledmotherfucker.”
I force myself out of Kai’s hands and turn around. “Are you telling this story, or am I?”
Garrett chuckles and leans back in the chair. “Well, if you’re gonna tell it, at least tell it right.”
“Anyway, I was worried. So, of course, I ran into the bathroom, and he was in the bath and he was…” I don’t know why I can’t sayhard, but I do some weird combination of facial movements and hand gestures.
Kai strokes a knuckle down my cheek. “We’re really going to have to work on you if you can’t say his dick was erect.”
I groan and bury my head in his shoulder, and he has the audacity to chuckle as he slides his hands up and down my back.
Kai says, “This should be romantic and momentous, and instead, you’re slowly dying inside, right?”
“Yes! Urgh.”
And I don’t know why, because when I think about all the dirty talking in my past?—
Well, I do know. The difference is, this matters. “I want to do this right.”
