Page 87 of Sleeping Redemption
There was never a day that she could resist a good compliment, and no exception was made today.
She flashed a large smile, scrunching her shoulders up with glee.
“Perhaps I am. I feel like I’m teetering on the edge of figuring out how all the TPS reports come together and how it’s benefiting whoever is responsible,” she said, beaming with confidence.
Her tainted black strands of hair were woven into the light blonde in a dragon braid down the center of her head, the tail of the braid swinging slightly with her movements.
“That close, huh?” I grinned with amazement as my fingers brushed a loose strand of her hair back behind her ear.
Nodding, she rubbed her hands over my arms idly.
Unable to help myself as my eyes studied her mouth. I leaned over and captured her lips in a slow and tender kiss, relishing the softness of her pink tiers against mine.
Her playful giggle vibrated into the kiss, indicating she was caught slightly off guard but pleasantly surprised.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her in close so that there was no space between our bodies and all the security I could offer wrapped around her body.
We stood there for several minutes, our tongues exploring one another’s mouths, almost like it was the first time all over again. When I finally broke free, I gave a satisfied hum.
“I will never grow tired of how you taste.” I leaned forward to nibble on her ear and took a deep breath, filling my lungs with her intoxicating scent.
“Or how you smell,” I growled into her ear before I continued my flattery by dropping my hands down to grab possessively at the firmness of her ass. “Or how you feel.”
Kin groaned appreciatively. “Someone is in a good mood today,” she commented with a shred of amusement in her voice.
“What can I say? You bring out a different side of me, Kin,” I openly admitted to her.
Pulling my head back to stare into her stunning cerulean eyes, I flashed her a smirk filled with mischief.
Her eyes narrowed at me suspiciously.
“Okay, what is going on with you? Is something wrong? Did Rook use your toothbrush as his piercing cleaner again?”
One of my brows immediately popped up in shock that she thought something was amiss, given my current mood. I knew I was a cranky son of a bitch, but hell, couldn’t a guy offer a well-intentioned surprise every once in a while?
“No, nothing’s wrong, I just—wait, what?” My brain did a quick halt and rewind to what she had just said about Rook.
“Hewhat?!” I bellowed out.
Kinley grimaced, indicating she didn’t realize I hadn’t known about the adventures of my toothbrush.
While her hands squeezed my shoulders in an effort to soothe me, I immediately thought back to the night after our arrival here. I had walked into the bathroom that I had presumed was empty, given the lights were off—a valid assumption for normal people.
When I flipped on the lights, Rook had been standing there in the buff, one hand holding the end of his cock while the other played it like a fiddle with a toothbrush as he rub-a-dub-scrubbed his ladder.
I had been too tired and thrown off guard to take the time and analyze which toothbrush he had been using. Instead, I had opted to grumble and flip the lights back off and leave.
Days later, Kinley was telling me that it was my goddamn toothbrush he used, and I wanted to drink bleach. The next timeI saw that fucker, I was going to strangle him. With what? I wasn’t sure yet.
“Sy,” Kinley said as she raised a hand to cup the side of my face. The smoothness of her palm drifted over the light layer of scruff I hadn’t yet shaved off this morning.
She attempted to coax me back to my original train of thought. “If this isn’t about the toothbrush…” Her voice trailed off, leading me to pick up where she left off.
Shaking my head in disgust over what demon particles I had put in my mouth, I tried to force my head to return to my original intentions.
“Right. I, uh,” I shifted a bit nervously, wondering how she was going to take my gift. I rubbed the back of my neck a few times before ultimately reaching into my pocket.
“I got you something. Well, made it, actually.”
