“Oh,” she frowns.
I carry her down the hallway toward her cabin. Her room is a couple of doors down from Kai’s. This yacht is nice, but not as nice as the Savage. It doesn’t have any special security modifications on it to have separate areas. All the cabins are basically the same.
As I walk past Kai’s room with Liesel still in my arms, I listen, and beg the door to open. I hate going to sleep at night without getting a glimpse of Kai.
But instead of a glimpse, I hear voices. She’s not alone.
The other voice is male and belongs to one of my best friends—Langston.
I bite my lip hard. What the hell?
Liesel, even in her drunken state, notices my change and laughs. “You think Langston would fuck Kai?”
“No…maybe…I don’t know.”
Her laughs turn into uncontrollable giggles, then snorts.
“What’s so funny?”
“You are silly.” She touches my face again, but this time it’s more like a scratch from her nail.
I exhale deeply, trying to calm the hell down. But I want to burst into Kai’s bedroom and figure out what they are doing.
“They are sleeping together,” Liesel says, answering my unspoken question.
“What?” I snap.
“Sleeping, to-geth-er,” Liesel yawns as she breaks each syllable apart.
“I heard you. I thought you said they wouldn’t fuck each other?”
More laughing until I can barely contain her in my arms.
I sigh, walk the extra couple of feet to Liesel’s door, kick it open, and plop her ass on the bed.
“Start talking.” I cross my arms over my aching chest. Please have an innocent explanation.
“They are sleeping together.”
“Yea, I heard that part. Why? When? Explain.”
Liesel snorts which only makes her giggle again. “You think I mean fucking.”
“Liesel, I’m not playing games, what are Langston and Kai doing behind that door?”
“SLEEPING.”
Finally, her words sink in. “Just sleeping?”
She nods hurriedly.
Thank fuck, I exhale.
“Since when?”
She shrugs. “The first night. Kai gets nightmares. She needs someone with her. She doesn’t trust me, and I come to bed most nights drunk, but she trusts Langston.”
I grin. Finally, I have some ammunition I can use. Something I can do to force us to spend some time together. Something I can understand about what happened.