Page 47 of When We Feel


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“You can say that.”

His smile fades while his eyes move to the street, his fingers raking through his hair before tugging at his collar.

“The truth is… I didn’t want to be in the room with them…” she says quietly. “Kai had waited for you the entire night. He was tense as fuck. Francisco couldn’t sleep. Their eyes were on me.”

He pulls his lower lip under his teeth and thinks about something.

“Kai knows it,” I say.

He flashes his eyes at me.

“He said that?”

“You didn’t expect him not to suspect it, did you?”

He stretches an amused smile.

“How does he know?”

“He just knows.”

I glance down before I speak again.

“He said I smelled like you. I never admitted that I’d spent the night with you, but I couldn’t deny it. We both knew it was true.”

“Was he mad?” he asks, pivoting in his seat and leaning against the door.

I laugh.

“Mad doesn’t even begin to describe it.”

His smile withers away.

“How did he treat you, cariño?”

“I’m here, aren’t I?”

I gesture quickly.

“I’m not here because I want to cry on your shoulder,” I say, clearing things up.

“I didn’t say that. I don’t think you would. It would be too easy,” he says, just as a car pulls in and the parking valet signals to him to move his ride out of the way.

The engine roars as he rolls his beast of a car onto the road.

He turns north and keeps driving without asking me where I want to go.

His sunglasses are back on his nose.

“So… You have some unfinished business with him,” he resumes our conversation.

“I don’t think so.”

“It wasn’t good,” he says without looking at me.

I have my eyes on the ocean.

“It was all right.”

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