Chapter 81

That same night, long after Eddie had retired to the porch and likely given up any and all hope of Kaeva joining him, Kaeva climbed down from the loft. Stark naked and fully aroused, he went onto the porch where Eddie woke up as though shot.

Gently, Kaeva bent and kissed the top of Eddie’s head. “Night, Ed.”

“See you, Kay,” Eddie snarled in response, and Kaeva would swear he heard a whimper as Kaeva showed his backside and returned to his bed alone, where he masturbated furiously until he passed out.

Teasing and torture aside, Kaeva thought he was getting through to Eddie. He’d catch Eddie giving him sidelong looks, much like a child would sneak glances at a parent to make sure the parent was watching-without-watching. Only Kaeva wasn’t a parent, but a man proving Eddie was worth more than sex. And Eddie was the guy who’d been told to hide himself all his life and believed he wasn’t good for anything other than being a cash machine or giving a great blow job.