Page 15 of Pallas & Kawehi

PALLAS

It had been a couple of days since he’d seen Kawehi. He’d had the time to go to Lanikai Lanes, but he didn’t want her to think he was stalking her.

She’d already had a guy run out on her and their divorce proceedings, he wasn’t going to give her a reason to look at him under the same light as… him.

Arriving at the mall, he found the mini-golf location on the second floor. He’d read about another one on Kaneohe Bay Drive, but Kawehi had picked the neon mini golf place at the mall.

There would certainly be more people around than at the other mini golf course, but with the nearly black interior, he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to see her all that well and yes, he wanted to see her.

A lot.

Pallas looked down at his watch and saw that it was nearly six o’clock.

A couple of women walking by toward the movie theaters slowed down and waved at him.

He didn’t wave back or say a thing. He just nodded a little, so he wasn’t rude.

Pallas heard her before he saw her.

After the other night, he knew what her voice sounded like. He’d heard it enough to remember her tone of voice and the pitch or her laughter.

He moved across the walkway to lean on the railing and that’s when he saw her. She was on the ground floor, and he could see her talking to another woman.

They were animated in their conversation and while he couldn’t hear anything specific, he liked the way that she looked. He loved the way that she moved too.

She was graceful when she walked.

He hadn’t noticed it much the other night. She’d only walked back and forth between the counter and the bowling lanes. She’d also been more than a little nervous because of the guys that came at the same time that he did.

She stepped away from the other woman she was talking to, and he wasn’t sure, but he thought she might have skipped a little.

Was it wrong that he hoped that he was responsible for that skip in her step.

While he didn’t skip, he was becoming familiar with the way his heart pounded on his ribs when he thought about her. Never had a woman had this effect on him.

Never.

And he was enjoying the hell out of it.

“Dom!” He looked to the right and saw her wave at him through the wide glass wall before she got off of the elevator. When she came around the corner, she made a course correction and jogged down the stairs. He met her a few feet away from the bottom of the steps and before he had time to think better of it, he hugged her.

And she definitely hugged him back.

Her body was heavenly against his. Before, he knew that she was athletic. He could see that from her shape as she moved around the bowling alley. But having her pressed up against him, with her arms wrapped around his neck? He felt all of the subtle and gentle curves of her body.

And his dick felt them to.

“Uh, we should go inside.”

Her words registered in his brain, but probably not as quickly as he’d like, considering that his jeans fit a little tighter in the front than they had when he’d put them on less than an hour ago. So maybe going inside where it was dark was a good idea. “Yeah, let’s.” He gestured toward the door. “Ladies first.”

“What a gentleman.”’ She laughed softly and started to walk.

He put his hand on her back, just above the curve of her lower back and although he barely touched her, he felt a warmth spread through his body at the easy contact between them. Inside, they picked out their golf clubs and matching neon balls before heading to the start of the first round.

“I’m kind of sad you didn’t take the blue.”

Pallas heard her gentle laughter when she spoke to him and barely held back the urge to reach out and pull her closer. Maybe even tickle her for the joke.

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