Page 29 of Whispering Waves

“Keanu has always been worried about being sought for his money. Maybe it was that.”

She showed him the image of Violet. “You see this face?”

“Yeah.”

Nina sighed and pulled up images from a press conference. “She’s CEO of a tech corporation. She pulls in seven figures a year and is in the islands on vacation, culminating in her parents’ thirtieth anniversary.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. She just doesn’t think that money is good for anything but being comfortable, so she donates what she doesn’t need to live.”

She looked at Tono. “Yes, if you are into gold-digging, she’s single.”

Tono shook his head. “No, I am set.”

Kimo sighed. “And this is why Ayan should have been with him. He does marketing online for tech companies and would probably have recognized her. Shit.”

“Yeah. Well, I am heading up to go to bed. This is too much angst for one day.” She squirmed off Kimo’s lap and smiled at him. “Tour tomorrow?”

He narrowed his eyes and put his hand out to her. She put her hand in his, and he pulled her in for a kiss. She wanted nothing more than to crawl onto his lap and cuddle up with him, but she backed away from him and headed to the second floor of the enormous house.

Her pack was in the grey bedroom, and she got the tank top that she slept in and got ready for bed.

She settled in to sleep and hoped that everything was okay with Violet.

* * * *

Kimo spoke to his brother at length, and then he called Ayan to let him know what was happening. Hopefully, those two would get their shit together.

The whale watchers headed back to base for the night with the knowledge that the storm was coming and keeping their equipment with him would keep it safe.

He made sure that the chickens were in the pen with plenty of food and water, collected the eggs, and closed the pen. He went back inside and put the eggs on the counter, washed his hands, and then headed up the steps. He was about to open his room when he caught the thread of her scent. He smiled and went to the grey room, seeing her on her stomach, one leg up against her chest and the sheet pushed to her hips.

He watched her and then heard, “Not even a hug?”

She was leaning up on her arms and looking at him with a sleepy expression that relocated his blood volume fairly efficiently. The drape of her shirt gave him a direct view to her breasts, and he immediately wanted to burn all of those bras. She was magnificent.

He walked up to her, scooped her up, and carried her to his bedroom. She leaned her head on his shoulder, and his protective instincts fought with lust. It wasn’t a situation he had been in before.

Kimo tucked her into the far side of the bed, away from the door and got himself ready for bed.

He flipped the sheet back and curled up next to her, pulling her back against him. Her soft curves against him were perfect. She fit against him, and as he eased her against him, she wiggled to get situated. The wiggling nearly undid him.

“Nymph, can you settle without wiggling?”

He heard a chuckle and knew that she had done it on purpose.

He rolled her to her back and looked down at her. “How sleepy are you?”

“Too tired to enjoy sex but not anything else.” She ran a hand down his arm. She paused. “Too flirty?”

“Direct and just flirty enough.”

She sighed and smiled up at him, and he was lost.

* * * *

Nina looked at the soft expression that crossed his features, and he leaned down to kiss her. Light streamed in from a bright moon, and while his features were cast in a harsh light, she had never felt safer.

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