Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Suddenly the elevator stopped, and a family filed on. A husband, wife, and teenage son and daughter. Perfect American family. My face went scarlet, and Kage stepped away from me and smiled.
I couldn’t help it. I let out what I think was the goofiest laugh to ever cross my lips. I could still feel Kage’s saliva on my throat, and the memory of his fingertip pressing against the entrance to my hole, and I just broke down. The mother and father tried not to look in our direction, but the son and daughter stared unapologetically. I think they all knew what was going on, and that made it even more hysterical to me.
To Kage’s credit, he held it together. He nodded politely at the family and stood there with his hands clasped in front of his boner. I, on the other hand, couldn’t cover mine now without drawing attention to it. I was already being watched like a hawk by the two teens. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore, and I just turned and buried my face in the corner and shook with near-silent laughter.
I didn’t turn around until the elevator stopped, and the family had disembarked into the lobby. I heard the mother say, “Should we complain?” And the father mumbled something I couldn’t hear. The teens just giggled.
Kage held the door for me as I got myself under control and was finally able to step out.
“Remind me to never play poker with you,” he said. “You cannot keep a straight face.”
The same lady was working the desk when we checked out as when we arrived. She recognized us and gave Kage that same blinding smile. “Did you enjoy your stay?” she asked.
Apparently she thought my comment about cuddling had been a joke, because it hadn’t discouraged her interest in Kage one bit. I felt like she needed reminding. But I had barely taken a hesitant step toward Kage when he reached over and hauled me to him, pulling me into a one-armed embrace and turning my body to face his.
“You have no idea how much,” he told her, settling his mouth on mine for a quick kiss. Not enough to get us kicked out of the hotel, but enough to let anyone who might have been looking know that we were together. “Thank you for choosing such a romantic room for us, ma’am.”
She smiled. “My pleasure. You two take care.”
“See?” Kage said when we were out of earshot. “A little friendliness goes a long way. Yesterday you came at her with that, We like to cuddle, bitch! That’s why she got an attitude.”
“No, I think the difference today was that you weren’t flirting with her.”
He smiled indulgently at me. “Okay, you win. No more flirting.”
I frowned. “I didn’t say you couldn’t flirt. I’m not your boss or anything.”
“Or jealous?”
“Fuck no, I’m not jealous. Even if I did have a right to be, which I don’t, I’m not really the jealous type.”
“So I can flirt with anybody, male or female, and you’d be fine with it?”
“Well, I don’t think you should be flirting with guys, for obvious reasons. You’re trying to get a UFC contract. The last thing you need is for anything to cause problems with that.”
“And you think it would definitely be a problem? You think people would care?”
I laughed harshly and stared at him. “Dude, people always care about shit like that. At the very least, it would overshadow your talent and reduce you to a novelty act.”
“And at worst?”
“You know the answer to that. No contract.”
“I think you’re being a little negative. But, you’re the expert.”
I didn’t mention the fact that I was far from an expert, because I didn’t think it took an expert to figure out that making out with guys in public was the last thing a UFC hopeful ought to be doing. I also didn’t think Kage was that naive, either. He knew I was right, but for some reason he was playing devil’s advocate. Sometimes it seemed like the more I got to know him, the less I actually knew him.
“Kage, you do understand that we can’t be open like that in front of people, right? I mean that was a one-time thing. Just because no one knows us here. We’ll have to be extra careful when you get more well-known. And around people we know.”
I saw his lips tighten, and I knew something about what I had said didn’t sit well with him. He did let me drive his Vette, but he slept almost the entire trip. Or at least he stuck his sunglasses on his face, crossed his arms, and lay still the whole time. I enjoyed the drive as much as I could while worrying that Kage was pissed at me.
Once we arrived back at the Alcazar, he seemed to have a fresh outlook. There were no remnants of the attitude he’d had when we got in the car, so I breathed easier.