~Benny~Her name was Justine, Kaiâs childhood friend. This place was where Kai grew up. The portraits hanging on the wall were proof of their claim.âGod, I miss cooking with you,â she nudged Kaiâs shoulder. They had their backs on me, busy preparing dinner by the kitchen counter while I sat quietly on the sectional, glancing at them from time to time.It took me a while to understand why I felt this strange pinching sensation when I saw them at the beach.Iâm jealous of how she could make Kai smile so easily. He looked cool and relaxed around her. When heâs with me, heâs either on edge, annoyed, or worried to death. I cannot compare to her, anyway. Who was I kidding? I am his job and she is his friend.It was obvious that Justine had a thing for Kai. Iâm a girl and I know those little telltales of silently flirting with your crush. Kai introduced her as a friend, but she corrected him by telling me theyâre best of friends.Who could blame Justine, really? Kai looked so good. He shave
~Benny~ I can see it now, his anxiety. Iâm learning a thing or more about Kai each time we spend together. Itâs like treading in shallow waters. Iâm never sure how deep it is or if itâs rocky or smooth underneath. I wonder if heâs talking about his fiancee and best friend or another chapter from his past. Either way, I could feel the weight of his words. There was more to that rugged look of a mobster than that he portrays, Iâm sure of that now, and Iâd like to peel off those layers one by one and see what Kai was truly made of. My heart did an odd thump thump thump, the same beat it did from the yacht. I bite down a smile, relishing the fact that Kai is letting me see another layer of his personality. I opened my mouth, ready to squeeze him for more, but my stomach growled, as though there was a monster caged inside me. Kai tilted his head in my direction, eyes narrowing with amusement, the tips of his lips lifted into a teasing smirk. My cheeks reddened as I kept my gaze on the
~Kai~âItâs up to her. Iâm not her keeper,â I said detachedly.By definition and my job description, I was her keeper. Her brother asked me to protect her, but whenever I am around Benny, my mouth and brain coordination are always in a plight that has proven hard to fight.I wouldâve chosen another place if I had known Liam was in town. Itâs not that Liam would have a negative effect on Bennyâs welfare; itâs quite the opposite. Liam is one of the good guys, and the fact that Benny was looking at him with googly eyes annoyed me more than it should have .Benny whipped her attention in my direction, and an emotion I couldnât assess crossed her face. She tipped her chin, defiance twinkling in her eyes.âSure,â she said without taking her eyes off me. âA party sounds cool.âLiam smiled victoriously, biting down on his lip. âKai knows where. Just head there anytime youâre ready.âWhen I took Benny here, I prepared myself for the surge of nostalgia that would hit me once I dwelled on the fa
~Kai~Bennyâs hand fits perfectly in my grasp. It was delicate and small, a stark contrast to my coarse and huge one. It felt like I was holding a childâs hand.While walking back home, our steps turned from slow to measured ones, as though we both didnât want this night to end yet. Maybe it was just me, and Benny was only following my lead; either way, I didnât hear or sense any protest from her end.Eventually, I had to let her go to open the door once we stepped on the threshold. Benny stood beside me while I pulled out my keys. She hugged herself as if the humid temperature outside suddenly plummeted.She followed me inside and trailed behind me as I headed to the wet bar, grabbing the bottle of bourbon.This day had been a whirlwind of nostalgia in my head. I might look calm and collected outside, but inside I am truly questioning my decision to come back here.âWant a drink?â I offered, filling a rock glass with golden brown liquid.âUhm, sureâŚâ she said, shifting from one foot
~Benny~ I squinted my eyes, the bright light blinding me as my consciousness slowly awakened. It seems that I had been dead tired from having forgotten to close the curtains before going to sleep. Still with my eyes closed, I shifted, stretching my dozed-off limbs. I froze when I felt heavy arms restraining me. Dread washed over me, realizing a manâs arm fettered me from moving. Heart beating wildly, I tried to recall the events from last night. Dinner. Liamâs invitation to a party. Kai and I walked back home, hand in hand, the two of us drinking. Fuck. I had never drunk anything stronger than fruity cocktails and beer. The moment I saw the bottle of bourbon, I knew I shouldâve said no to Kaiâs offer for a drink. Even the bottle has a label saying itâs for the bad boys. Even without opening my eyes, I knew it was Kai holding me. Itâs funny how quickly I got acquainted with his scent. Itâs spicy, yet not the kind thatâs stingy on the nose or painful in the eyes, but the kind tha
~Benny~I swallowed hard, unsure of how to react to what Kai murmured.That doesnât sound like me at all. But to a drunk Benny? Hm, thatâs a maybe.âI almost lost it, Benny,â he said, still stroking my cheeks tenderly like he was afraid to break me. âFrom now on, you are not drinking without me. Do you know what else you did to convince me?âIâm curious but afraid to know. My cheeks were probably in flames. Tony knew I am a virgin, and he agreed to have our first time on our wedding night. Somehow, I am grateful that he conceded to my request.At some point, I consider that the reason Tony cheated on me with my mother. No matter how much I loved her, my mother never experienced a shortage of vitamin dick. She was good in bed. Sometimes, Iâd hear her and her flavor of the week banging in all corners of our apartment in Paris. So when I turned legal age, I moved out of her place. In her defense, she tried so hard to keep it down. Itâs just that the walls had been so thin, and her men w
~Benny~âI shouldnât be mad at him. He was only doing the right thing,â I kept repeating this in my head like a mantra, but his rejection really hit me right where it hurts.Even drunk, I had never offered myself to anyone, not even to Tony. I am intrigued by Kai and what kind of person he truly is.Heâs being the gentleman I never thought he was. He knew I might regret it if something happened between us, but it only made me want him even more. How come the person I considered heartless was the one who was doing the right by me?It had been three days since that eventful morning in his bed, and I had been doing everything I could to avoid him. Kai seemed to feel that, and heâd been out all day and only went back home to sleep. He filled the fridge and pantry with everything I would need, from breakfast to dinner. Heâd leave breakfast ready for me, and Iâd make dinner for the two of us.Weâve fallen into a routine, and I couldnât even hate him for avoiding me. But I miss him. How can
~Benny~I could count on my fingers in one hand the times Tony took me out on a date. Since he informed me of my true identity, Iâve lived in hiding, and going out on a public date is a considerable risk to my safety; at least, thatâs what he made me believe.We went out a few times in Paris while he was courting me. We had our first kiss on the Eiffel Tower, walked hand in hand at Luxembourg Palace and Gardens on our second date, and dined at Gare de Lyonâs Le Train Bleu on our third date.Remembering those events made me nostalgic; tears brimmed in the corners of my eyes as I stared at myself in the mirror.This⌠this is the reason Kai hadnât agreed to my offer.I am still figuring myself out, healing from the pain of Tony and my motherâs betrayal. Kai knew that. My unstable mind and hormones are a danger to others and, mostly, to myself.Sighing, I stood up and spritzed a jasmine scented cologne on my wrist, rubbing them together. I found the cologne on the dresser and I hope Kai w