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Whenever I was near the port I’d see if I could catch sight of you. If it was near the end of your shift, I’d follow you. God, that doesn’t sound right . . . I haven’t been stalking you. It wasn’t like that.”
Ninety-nine percent of humanity is a disappointment. But then there’s that one percent. That one percent like Marin. Like Kez. That one percent makes enduring the other ninety-nine percent worthwhile. That one percent makes enduring everything I’ve had to do to bury myself and live as Snow worthwhile.
I want those smarts at my side, in my bed. Despite the baggage she comes with. Despite our recent tiff. She may not know it yet, but I’m keeping her. My smart kitten.
My thrill-seeking kitten. I’m sure she’s mine again. I don’t have to ask. Don’t have to wait for her to offer herself to me again. She wouldn’t have asked me to come home with her if she didn’t want to be with me. She wouldn’t press her body against mine if she didn’t know what was coming as soon as we’re alone. If she didn’t want it.
Her whole obsession with me is sweet and sexy. In a marginally psychotic sort of way.
She definitely was. She gets so sweetly wet when she’s aroused and I can see her making a mess on my coat if she was rubbing herself against it. “Pervy kitten.” I reach down and give her a little smack on the ass.
She rubs her face against my chest and I smile at her. I like how comfortable she is with me. Feels like we’ve been together for a long time. I’ve never had that sense of ease with a woman before, and I like it.
My palms instantly itch to touch all that soft, sweet skin.
“You don’t get to keep any secrets from me.”
“I’m thinking it’s like watchin’ the sun rise for the first time.”
Oh, we’re definitely going to fuck again. Except maybe it’s not just fucking. Maybe it’s something more.
I could flex a couple of muscles, show her how strong I am, but Kez seems to have serious jealousy issues.
What’s more, she’s got no reason to be insecure. I’ve been so faithful to the women in my life, I haven’t even cheated on their damn ghosts. I file it away for now, but sooner or later, this is another bridge Kez and I are gonna have to cross.
We’ll have plenty of time to get to the pickup, but we’re not splitting up. Not for an hour, not for five minutes. I turn her around in my arms. Tip her chin up so I can look into those big blues. “Remember how I said I was comin’ with you?”
My kitten’s a complex woman, but her happiness is not complicated. Something to keep in mind, whatever comes.
Follow her when she heads back into her bedroom to finish packing her backpack-of-many-tricks. Add another name to the growing list of people I’m going to kill before this is all over.
Teaching her to fly is as gratifying as everything else I’ve done with Kez: fucking, eating, sleeping, fighting for our lives. I like spending time with her, no matter what we’re doing. The number of other people in the universe I’d say that about, I can count on one hand.
“Bad Kitten Land and Air. Sixty-forty on the money, in your favor.”
I help Kez straighten her clothes–she doesn’t need the help, but I like dressing her almost as much as I like undressing her–both involve a lot of groping.
“She’s one in a billion. There’s no one I wouldn’t kill to keep her.
Anyone that threatens what’s mine dies.
One of the many things I like about Kez is that she can just share silence with me.
And no matter what my reasons, doin’ it would hurt your sister, so I wouldn’t enjoy it. Either way, I wouldn’t enjoy it.”
Let myself brag a little. Feels good. Can’t remember the last time I had something to brag about. “Your sister’s got a serious jones for me. Knows me inside out. There’s nothing you could tell her that would put her off.”
But my one in a billion deserves better. She saved my life. She told me she loves me. If she needs help to get to sleep, it’s the least I can do. I take a deep breath. Let it out slowly.
There are probably some things better than kissing my kitten, but I can’t think of any right at this moment.
