He smiled, grabbing my hand and tugging me along to the tattoo shop a few storefronts away that I hadn't seen yet.
"Oh my God! You're going to do it now?" I was running alongside him to keep up. I was so excited yet oddly nervous about this step in our relationship. I mean, come on. He was incorporating me into a tattoo that would forever be on his body!
When we reached the tattoo shop, he pushed me up against the building, his eyes burning into mine. I was so caught up in his warm body pressed against me, I didn't feel the cold bricks running along my back in the early morning air.
"When you love someone like I love you, Hessa, you don't wait to tell the world. And you aren't afraid to tattoo it permanently on your body."
My eyes widened and my heart started beating out of my chest. I wasn't sure if I'd heard him correctly. His eyes morphed into that green shade I'd come to love. His voice sounded like sweet music.
"I love you, Ku'uipo."
And then he kissed me, his hands holding my face, then traveling south to pull my hips into his. This felt like more than a passionate kiss from a lover. It was a sacred promise. A vow to always love me. To always back me up when I faltered. To keep me safe. To have someone jump in the waves with me.
I would have spent the day with him like that, canoodling on a public street, but my sister rudely interrupted with a lewd whistle from the shop doorway only feet away.
"Get a room, you two! Actually wait, scratch that. Get in here and get your tattoo first." She winked at me and then went back inside, giving us a moment to collect ourselves.
Kai was breathing hard as he pulled back, putting much needed space between us. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him back in, not ready to break the moment. Making sure I had his full attention, I told him clearly, "I love you too, Kai."
I could have sworn his eyes dilated and his face relaxed. It was like my words were the magic he needed hear to finally be settled.
"I will always miss my island home, but with you here, the mainland is now my home." He kissed me one last time and then dragged me into the shop, holding the door open for me, ever the gentleman.
Back at my house, I put on the lingerie I'd asked Bailey to pick out for me last week. The plan had been to put it on last night after my concert, but I figured tonight would be even better timing. He'd lit my soul on fire by saying he loved me. We'd gotten tattoos. Yes, even I got a tattoo. I'd called the Sony executive after our tattoo session with my sister and I had a meeting set up next week with him.
We had a lot to celebrate.
I pulled the red lacy thong up my thighs, loving the soft scrape it made on my skin. I couldn't wait for Kai to take it back off. A matching, red bustier pushed my breasts into the stratosphere. I was hoping it wouldn't cut off my air supply before Kai got to see me in it. On top of that naughtiness I pulled on my tightest black pencil skirt, the black high heels Kai had once commented on, and a white button down shirt.
As all busty girls know, usually a button down shirt is a definite no-no because of its peek-a-boo nature. But for tonight, that was part of my seduction plan. My black glasses firmly in place and my hair in a topknot completed my naughty schoolteacher look.
My first attempt at seducing Kai had ended in humiliation, but I was a smart girl and I learned quick. No alcohol beforehand this time.
I rushed around the room lighting all the white candles I'd bought last week. I'd bought out the store of their gardenia and jasmine scented candles. As a final measure, I synced my phone to my speaker, selecting a Hawaiian Spotify playlist. I was hoping to recreate a taste of his island home. One day, I hoped we'd go to Hawaii together and I'd get to experience his childhood love.
Kai was due home any minute from Ivan's house. He'd had to try on tuxes with Ivan and Dean. As badly as I wanted to see him in a tux, I was saving that reveal for Esa and Ivan's actual wedding day. Besides, I needed time to prepare my den of seduction, gosh darnit.
"Hessa?" I heard Kai drop his keys on the table by the front door.
Show time, baby.
I sauntered slowly out of my bedroom, meeting him in the middle of the living room.
"Wha--"
I placed a finger on his lips, shushing him. "You're late, Mr. Kane. Looks like you're getting detention today."
His eyes widened and I swore I could see the wheels turning in his head. The green of his eyes came out and the air thickened around us, letting me know he'd figured out my game.
"Yes, ma'am," he conceded, doing a damn good impression of contrite student.
I grabbed his shirt and led him to my bedroom where I'd show him exactly what detention entailed in Ms. Woodland's private school. I kicked the door shut, not that anyone would be barging in, but it made the whole thing a bit more naughty behind closed doors. I looked over my shoulder at him and saw his eyes widen, taking in the candles, the music, the overall ambiance.
"Sit." I pointed to my bed, then crossed my arms over my chest, knowing the buttons were threatening to pop, giving him an eyeful of cleavage.
He sat on the edge of my bed, pausing to adjust the front of his shorts, for what I couldn't possibly guess.
I stalked over to stand directly in front of him, heels putting my breasts right in his face.