He shrugs, a smile still spread across his face. “I just love the sound of my name coming from your lips.” I clear my throat, which has suddenly become far too dry. “Well, Kai isn’t your real name, now, is it?” He’s silent, nothing but a smile and a sudden intensity in his eyes, daring me to say his full name. Wanting me to say his name. And apparently, I want to say it too because when I open my mouth, one word falls out. “Malakai.” His eyes flutter shut; his head falls back, allowing the rain full access to his face. The smile on his lips and the column of his neck make me swallow.
