"I think she just wanted to give us some privacy."
"Oh."
Keoni was right. I wouldn't want Rei to see something she shouldn't, and at least this way I wouldn't have to kick her out of the bedroom.
"Unless you don't want me to come over tonight? If you're tired, I can go back to my place so you can catch some sleep."
"No!" I pulled my arm tighter against my body, locking his arm in so he couldn't walk away. "I want you to."
Keoni grinned up at me, then pushed open the office door. Touya was still at dinner, and we quickly walked through the offices to my bedroom.
Removing his arm from mine, Keoni turned me around so I stood in front of him, then slid his fingers into my hair, tugging me forward as he leaned up.
His lips were soft as they pressed against mine, and his wet tongue traced over my lips until I parted them.
Keoni kissed like he had all the time in the world, with no rush or hesitation. He kissed like he knew I belonged to him, and the simple confidence in it made my heart beat faster.
A sound of protest escaped my lips when he pulled back, and Keoni smiled up at me.
Reaching for my collar, he unclasped my cloak, then carefully hung it over the back of a nearby chair.
"Have I ever told you how much I love that cloak of yours? It's beautiful, and it makes you look all sexy and dignified."
My cheeks heated at the compliment, and I cleared my throat, hoping he hadn't noticed.
"It was the first thing I bought for myself simply because I liked it," I said, and Keoni blinked up at me, then smiled.
When Fredrick first kicked me out after I lost my arm and couldn't perform magic as well as before—he'd waited until the wound had healed, which was the only good thing he'd ever done—I'd struggled to survive, depending mostly on the kindness of strangers.
Once I'd gotten more used to living on the streets, I'd started practicing my magic again. It'd taken me a long time to balance out the imbalance caused by losing an arm, but I'd been able to turn my practice sessions into shows for people, pretendingit was nothing more than sleight of hand. I'd made good money like that, and after some necessities, I'd bought this cloak.
I'd also worn it when I went back years later, more powerful than I'd been before, and made Fredrick pay for what he'd done to Rei.
"It was a good purchase."
Keoni ran his palms down my chest, and I stepped forward, pressing into his touch. His blue eyes twinkled as he gazed up at me, his blond hair framing his face like a cloud. I reached up and ran my fingers through the strands, scratching my nails against his scalp.
"Mmm, that feels good," he murmured as he pushed into the touch, and I leaned down to kiss him again, unable to resist the soft smile on his face.
We stood there for a long time, just kissing each other, and I wondered if we could stay like this forever.
This time, we separated because we needed to breathe, and Keoni turned his attention to my shirt. He unbuttoned it slowly, his fingers trailing over my skin as he went lower, and lower, and lower.
The lapels fell apart, and Keoni placed his palm on my chest, right over my heart.
"Your heart's racing," he murmured, eyes flicking from my chest to my face, and I felt my cheeks heat up.
He took my right hand in his and placed it over his heart, then raised a brow at me.
I smiled when I felt his heart beating just as hard, and he chuckled. "I know I ooze confidence, but don't think I'm any less affected by you."
Grabbing the lapels of my shirt, he pulled me into another kiss, pressing as close as he could while still keeping our lips locked.
I clutched his waist, holding on for dear life as his tongue tangled with mine.
I moaned into the kiss as he moved his palm over my chest, his fingers warm and firm as they dug into my skin.
Keoni pulled back with a huff, then pushed my shirt off my shoulders, pulling it off my arms before throwing it toward the chair.
