Chapter 8
SADIE
My skin is clammy, but I burn from the inside out as Kai stares at me like I’m one of Emery’s signature plum puddings he devoured yesterday. He’s always loved leftovers, one of the many things I remember about him.
One of the many things I love about him.
I know it’s crazy to yearn for a guy who I can never have, but the older I get, the harder it is to pretend I don’t still have feelings for Kai.
I’ve loved him forever.
It’s as simple as that.
It’s not logical. Because in no reality can we be together. I can’t leave the island, he can’t wait to leave the island, and it’s always been this way. You’d think it would’ve sunk into my thick skull after a decade, but nope, here I am, still pining, still wanting him with every cell in my body.
“Stop looking at me like that,” he mumbles, his expression tortured.
“Like what?”
I’m playing with fire. I know it. He knows it. But I’m done being Kai’s friend, if only for a few brief hours until the storm passes.
“I’m not spelling it out, Sadie.” His tone is deep, gravelly, rasping across my nerve endings like sandpaper. “If we cross this line, there’s no going back. Are you willing to risk our lifelong friendship over a quick fuck?”
He’s trying to shock me to stop this madness before it begins. But what he doesn’t know is that I made this decision the moment he landed on Ceto Island a week ago. There are rumours among the staff that the Spade brothers may sell the resort, and if that happens, I’ll never see Kai again.
So I’m taking what’s mine while I can.
“With that storm raging outside, we could be here a while, so who says it’ll be a quick fuck?” I unknot the towel between my breasts and let it fall to the floor, leaving him in little doubt what I want.
“Sadie,” he whispers on a sigh, his heated gaze travelling over my body like a physical caress.
My skin pebbles as he crosses the short distance between us, crushes me against his body, and devours me.