Page 111 of You Kissed Me First

I smile awkwardly as we pass by them.

“How long until we get to our room?”

“Just a few minutes. Why, what’s up? Do you need something?” My concern outweighing my secondhand embarrassment for her.

She’s going to kill me tomorrow for this, and it’s not even my fault. Somehow, it’s always the man’s fault.

“I just want to get you naked.” She shrugs.

“I don’t think that will happen tonight, baby doll. You’re loopy. It wouldn’t be right.” I try and let her down easy.

I mean, my dick is saluting her and ready to go, but I’m a better man than that. There is no way I would let her do anything in the state that she’s in. Hell, I’m not sure how much of this she will remember tomorrow.

Thankfully, she changes the subject. “I’ve never been in a saxophone before.”

“What the…” I trail off. “Are you okay, Katie? Do we need to go back to the medbay?”

“Listen,” she says, pointing at the ceiling. “The sound in this saxophone is on point.”

I listen, really listen to the music and sure enough, the song has a saxophone in it, and I can’t help but shake my head, impressed.

“You are something else,” I mutter.

Even though I hate it, I take the elevator. It’s the only way to safely get Katie back to our room. Still, I pray the entire time that it doesn’t stop. Katie doesn’t even notice. She’s talking about how bees pollinate the world and how we need to save them.

She effortlessly moves through several random topics from kangaroos and their pouches to elephants and their trunks that look like they could be cocks the entire way back to the room. I try to withhold my laughter, but it’s hard.

When we make it back to our room, Katie looks around wide eyed.

“Whoa.”

“Are you feeling okay?” I ask as I come to squat in front of her.

“Did I time travel?”

“No,” I drawl. “Why?”

“We just got back here so fast, man.” She shakes her head as she moves to stand.

I stand, stepping back, and hold out a hand for her. Katie places her hand in mine. She stands and kind of throws herself to the side and onto the bed.

Katie giggles. “Ravish me… Javier.”

I burst out laughing, remembering that the hero in the book she had been reading was Javier.

“How about we get you to bed instead?”

“Fine, you party pooper you,” she gripes as she rolls onto her side and curls into a ball.

It takes me several minutes of keeping her awake to get her changed into sleep clothes, but when I finally do, she huffs at me that if I’m not going to fuck her, then I need to let her sleep.

It takes just a few minutes before Katie’s snores sound throughout the cabin, and I laugh.

Pressing a kiss to her forehead, I whisper that I’ll be right back. After setting the wheelchair out in the hallway, I call our steward and inform him that he can take it.

Then I take a quick shower before changing.

When I finally climb into bed with Katie, she moves toward me as if, even in her sleep, she needs me. It makes my chest puff out.

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