Page 33 of Just Between Us

I grin. It’s nice that Kai didn’t want to ditch his friend for lunch with someone who is technically his superior. In this world, most people would kill for that kind of offer. Never mind the fact that we’ve had sex.

Flashes of Kai’s head resting in the dip of my neck, his mouth letting out quiet moans as I fucked into him flash before my eyes. I see him under Cole, clawing at his back, begging for release. My eyes zoom in on him and I think we’re seeing the same thing judging by the slight flush of his neck.

“No, nothing like that,” I say easily. “I’d love to join you two then if that’s okay?”

“Totally okay,” Connor says.

My eyes fall on Kai. “Kai?”

He nods quickly. “Yeah, sure, that’d be great. Shall we?”

I can see his mind whirring, wondering why I’m down here. To be honest, I’m wondering too but I’ve wanted to see him after last night.

When he showed up at our house, I could hardly believe it. A part of me was resigned to him rejecting us completely after we told him what we wanted but there he was lying on his back in our room, looking absolutely wrecked under the golden lights, ready to do whatever we told him to.

But he left so quickly after we were done, and maybe this is my way of checking up on him. One point to this new version of me who cares to know how his hook-ups are doing after I’ve seen them naked.

Marie also joins for lunch and around the table everyone launches into a discussion about running clubs taking over the city. Both Kai and Marie complain that Jenna has been trying to get them to go to one.

“It’s like a cult,” Marie comments.

“And they all have those fancy watches that track every breath you take, and every sip of water you consume,” Kai adds.

“You two don’t get it,” Connor says. “It’s a way of living a healthier lifestyle and you meet some cool people along the way.”

“It’s just a way to find new people to sleep with,” Marie rolls her eyes. “Apps are out. Running clubs are in.”

Across me, Kai lets out a quiet laugh, his eyes crinkling. Our eyes meet for a second and I hold his gaze, my mouth spreading into a smile. His eyes sparkle and I have to stop myself again from picturing him with my dick in his mouth. This is the most excitement I’ve felt in this office.

“How do you feel about running clubs, Levi?” Marie asks, pulling me out of my less-than-appropriate thoughts.

“Uh, sorry, what?”

“About running clubs,” she repeats. “If you want to join one, I’m sure Connor here can take you.”

“Oh, I’m more of a solo runner,” I say. Turns out running feels almost as good as doing a line of coke. Almost. “And by the way you’re making it sound, I’m glad I’m not on the market.”

“Yeah, no one could ever compete with what you go back home to, anyway,” Marie says lightly then her eyes widen. “Wow, I should not have said that.”

Connor lets out a nervous laugh, eyes darting to me, and Marie looks like she wants to sink into the floor. I grin. “You’re right, but I can’t tell him that. His head will get too big.”

Marie visibly relaxes and I catch her giving me a thankful smile as the conversation drifts back to safer territory.

When we’re done, Kai comes up next to me. “That was nice of you,” he says quietly.

I glance at him with innocent eyes even when I know what he’s talking about. “What was?”

Kai shakes his head, that smile still dancing on his lips. I stop walking and turn to him, assessing him carefully. Nothing seems out of place. If anything, he seems at ease.

“Are you okay?” I ask, my voice slightly lower.

He shrugs. “Any reason I shouldn’t be?” He smirks and somehow that gets my blood rushing to all the wrong places again. “See you later, Levi.” And then he breezes past me and back to his desk. I watch after him, a stupid smile on my face. This is the most fun I’ve had in a while.

After work, Anant joins me for a quick run. When we’re done with our loop, we stop for a cup of hot chocolate at a mobile café near the park. The sky above has turned a deep blue, a few stars breaking through the light pollution to twinkle. People mill around, walking home from work or on their evening walks with their dogs.

When the barista hands us our cups, I take a tentative sip, enjoying the warmth that sits on my chest when the liquid runs down my throat.

Anant and I made quick friends in high school. There was a careless attitude to him that I was desperate to emulate and during our school holidays, we would sneak into my parents’ back garden and get high, not bothering to talk at all.

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