Page 31 of His Fate
I blink up at her with gigantic eyes. "What?"
"You know… finding a good man, buying a house, raising a few babies?"
"I understand the question, Kady." I laugh nervously. "I just don't understand where it came from."
She shrugs. "Just watching you with Ronny. You're so patient with him, kind. Always willing to teach him, help him when you don’t have to." Kady grins a little too evilly. "And I couldn't help but notice you've had a very large gentleman caller the last few days."
I roll my eyes and start looking for the piece I shot across the room. "Just because Kai has been coming in most mornings—"
"And picking you up from work every day."
"And picking me up from work almost every day doesn't mean I'm going to start popping out big beautiful Slovakian babies."
Kady cracks up and shakes her head. "I know that, honey, though you and that huge hunk of man would make gorgeous youngins."
I sigh because we would.
I'm not egotistical by any means and I'm not really the poster child for self-confidence either, but I know I'm not half bad looking. Then you throw in Kai's bone structure and hair, those eyes and lips, his complexion and… well, basically everything about Kai means he'll have beautiful babies no matter who he has them with.
And no amount of daydreaming of the white picket fence and two point five kids with a man like him means it'll ever happen.
I should know, I've been doing that a lot.
"It's only been like, five days, Kady. I think it's a little soon to start a registry." I point my screwdriver at her. "Any kind of registry."
"Bah!" She flaps her apron at me. "Jack and I fell madly in love the second we met. Knew it right down to my bones that he was my forever."
"Yeah well, you and Jack are perfect for each other."
"I think you and that Kai are perfect for each other."
I snort. "In what parallel universe? Have you even seen him? Or me? We are polar opposites in damn near every way."
"Except the ones that matter."
"Kady..."
"Just hear me out." She leans into the shelf that houses all of her big bags of flour and sugars. "Do you get butterflies every time you think of him?"
A blush creeps up my neck but I nod. "Ones the size of airplanes."
"Does your heart skip a beat when you see him?"
I nod again.
Kady smiles. "Does your skin feel like it's on fire whenever he touches you? Even if it's something little like brushing one of your unruly curls out of your eyes or placing a hand on the small of your back when you walk somewhere together?"
My brow furrows. "Yeah but—"
"Do you dream about him when you sleep? Miss him like you haven't seen him in years even though it's been hours? Feel heartbroken at the thought of not being with him or having him in your life every single day?"
I swallow hard and nod because that is exactly what's been going on.
Every time I close my eyes I dream of Kai. Some of the dreams are us together, living in a huge house with his brothers and my dad. Happy. In love. Sometimes those dreams even have us raising those beautiful babies Kady talked about—three boys, four girls, all gorgeous. In some my dad is walking again, chasing after our kids at the base of the mountain range.
Sometimes, in my dreams, Kai and I are making love. I don't know what else to call it because it's not just having sex or fucking. It's sensual and passionate, emotional and so meaningful. I've woken up violently aroused with tears in my eyes more times than I can count. And sometimes, those specific dreams are a bit strange because Kai and I are making love on what looks like a massive pile of gold coins and precious stones.
And he has wings.
