Page 114 of Unsuitable

He chuckles. “You see me surrounded by my parents’ wealth every day. I guess I just…” He sighs. “I didn’t want you to think I was pushing this in your face as well.”

“I don’t. I’m seriously impressed. And you should be really proud of this place and what you’ve achieved.”

For the first time ever, I see a little color in his cheeks.

“I am.”

“Good.” I smile.

He moves in closer.

“So…” I say.

“So…” he echoes.

“Well, you brought me here. Whatever do you plan to do with me now?”

He grins and leans his mouth to my ear. His lips brush my skin as he speaks, “Teach you parkour, of course.”

Oh.

Oh, shit.

I lean back, staring into his eyes, my own wide with worry. “I’m not sure about that. There is no way I’m jumping off from a high height.”

A laugh rumbles in his chest. “That’s the advanced stuff. I just meant, I’ll teach you the basics.”

“Oh. Okay. And what do the basics involve?”

“Let’s go outside, and I’ll show you.”

I walk beside Kas through the academy. He doesn’t take my hand this time. I’ll admit that I’m a little disappointed.

As we walk, he explains to me the different structures and what they’re used for, and he introduces me to the people training here.

When we reach the back of the gym, I stop at the wall, touching my fingers to it. “I love this graffiti.”

“Jude did it.”

“Really?” I look back at him.

He nods.

“Wow. He’s really talented.”

Kas nods again in agreement. “Yeah, he is. He does abstract art as well.”

“Does he do it as a job? As well as running this place?” I ask.

Kas shakes his head. “Just a hobby.”

“Shame,” I muse.

“Yeah. It’s a real waste of his talent. But he won’t pursue it.”

There’s something in his expression that I can’t quite decipher. But whatever it is, I get that it is not something good and quite possibly has something to do with Jude’s past.

I’ve pried into Kas’s past enough without him knowing. I’m not going to pry into Jude’s personal business as well.