Page 87 of Other Side Of Never
“Kian’s on his way up!”Anita yelled.
I snapped the laptop closed before yanking on shorts and a t-shirt.Pulling my hair back into a ponytail, I reached my door just as he knocked and swung it open.
Grinning, he swept inside.“Show me this room we’re fixing up.”
Three hours, two coats of paint, one trip to the hardware store, another to the lumber yard, and we finished it.
Charcoal gray with newly built-in oak shelving along one wall, it looked nothing like the functional white box we started with.
Tagging the bag of garbage, I dragged it out into the hallway as Kian hammered the lids back down on the cans of leftover paint before carrying those out as well.
A quick sweep with the broom, and it was ready.
Other than the over-stuffed closet.
“There,” Kian declared, standing with his hands on his hips as he looked around the room then swung his gaze to me.“What do you think?”
The room looked great, but Kian was something else.
I couldn’t tear my attention away from his worn jeans, work boots, and the tool belt slung low on his hips.His white, paint-speckled T-shirt stretched across his wide chest but hung loose around his lean waist.
And, my God, those arms.They looked good but felt so much better locked around me.
I wanted to lick the salty sweat off his tanned throat.
When I made it back to his face, his smug smirk made it clear he knew how he affected me.
Tossing my phone onto the coffee table, I cocked an eyebrow and headed his way.
Straightening, eyes heating, he stood tall and waited.
Toe-to-toe, I tipped my chin back and placed my hand on his chest.Slowly dragging it down over his pectorals, making sure to graze his nipple on my way past, I danced my fingers over his abs and dipped down to cup the rapidly growing bulge in his pants.
“What do I think?I think you just earned yourself a willy-rub.”
Laughing, he released his toolbelt with one hand and held my gaze as he slowly lowered it to the floor.But instead of standing back up, he dropped his chin, tucked his shoulder into my belly, and lifted me up.
Clinging to his shirt, his tight ass tempting me to bite it, I laughed and squealed, “Kian!What are you doing?”
Trotting down the short hallway, he tossed me on my bed.Peeling his t-shirt off, he crawled over top of me and caged me in between his thighs and his elbows.
Smiling, I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Brushing my hair back from my face, pure, sweet affection warming his gaze, he asked, “You want to know what I think?”
He enchanted me.
He had right from the beginning.
I wanted to pour myself out for him, but everything I gave, he multiplied and returned to me.I’d never met anyone like him.
Knew I never would again.
He was it for me.
I sucked in a happy breath.“What?”
Dropping his mouth to my neck, he murmured, “I think I earned a whole lot more than a willy rub.”
