Finding Unity (The Searchers Book 6) by Ripley Proserpina

Author:Ripley Proserpina [Proserpina, Ripley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-25T16:00:00+00:00

Cai gave her a kiss before he left the next morning, lips lingering on hers. He smelled clean like his body wash, and the wet ends of his hair dripped onto her neck. “I have to leave early.”

She hummed, running her hand through the hair at the nape of his neck and holding him to her. “Stay.”

He chuckled. “I wish. Have a good day.”

She smiled and kissed him again, not bothering to open her eyes but snuggling into the pillow that smelled like him.

With another chuckle he left, but Nora wasn’t able to fall asleep. She was comfortable, content, but her mind started going and that was the end of sleep.

Rolling, she opened her eyes to stare up at the ceiling. Over her head, the fan made lazy, hypnotic circles.

She wondered how Seok was doing, if he’d gotten any sleep or if he had woken up earlier than her and gone downstairs to work in his shop.

Deciding she’d check it out, she slid into her clothes from the day before, ran to her room for her toiletries and jumped in the shower.

She loved sleeping all curled up with Cai, but as she stood under the warm stream of water, she realized she hadn’t even brushed her teeth last night. Gross.

Not that Cai had minded.

Her skin heated just thinking about the way his hands traveled over her body and the way he filled her up. Closing her eyes and tipping her head back into the spray, she could almost feel them.

Her hands were his hands, trailing over her shoulders and arms, down her legs and across her stomach. She sighed, turning around to face the spray and knocked a bottle off the shelf. The clatter startled her, and she opened her eyes. Cai had made her spacey. If she didn’t get her head on straight, she’d stand here all day, and she wanted to make sure Seok was all right.

The thought had her rushing. Not ten minutes later, she was showered, dressed, teeth brushed, and padding downstairs. Sure enough, when she came into the kitchen, she could hear Seok in his workshop.

Unlike Matisse, her only requirement for coffee was that it be caffeinated, so she made two cups of coffee, poured them, and brought them downstairs.

Seok was at work on something complicated. Pieces of wood, no more than an inch or so wide and four or five inches long were glued together in a cube-like shape. “What are you doing?”

He startled, dropping the glue he held in his hand. “Shit.”

“Sorry.” She slid the cups onto the toolbox. “I thought you heard me.”

He wore a red kerchief over his hair and safety goggles. After picking up the glue, he set it on the table next to his project and pulled the glasses off. “No, sorry. I totally didn’t.”

Picking up the mug, she lifted her eyebrows in a silent offer.

“Thanks.” He took it, blew across the top and took a sip. “This is turning into our thing. Our early morning date.”

She smiled at that as she took a sip of her own coffee.

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