few years ago. Smart businessmen, but ruthless. They probably have controlling stakes in this hotel, and a quiet interest in our clients.”
“If they have so much power, why do they need us?” Xavier asked.
“Russian gangs started playing hard ball. They filled their ranks with veterans of Chechnya and Afghanistan. If we can find the holes in the Yakuza security, they'll be less likely to be blindsided when the Russians start a war. Not if, when . Probably come from one of the gangs out of Vladivostok with backing from St. Petersburg.”
Xavier shook his head. “Freaking intel punks. You're too damned smart for your own good.”
“I, personally, am not going to worry about it,” Jax declared as he finished his beer. “I have a girlfriend to chat with. Unless we get more visitors, don't bug me. Capisce ?”
*****
Kehau pulled into her driveway on her bicycle as the setting sun slid behind the mountains. Streetlights had come on, and stars were starting to shine forth, but all she could think about was dinner and getting a chance to relax. Jax had told her that he’d be airborne for several hours, and asleep most of the flight. He hated flying, and the easiest way for him to cope was to sleep through it all. But he had promised to call when he got home.
Know what I hate ? Not having him here . Instead I get pictures at all hours reminding me how much I don’t get to have my hands on him right now , she fumed. All week long, they’d played the game with each other. Silly faces, sexy poses, cute outfits, costumes from the back of her closet, even a cheerleading outfit she’d borrowed from a friend. It had to be driving him nuts. She swore she could hear his lustful moans all the way across the Pacific Ocean. Jax responded with pictures of himself, his bed, the suite he was staying in, the view from atop the hotel across the Tokyo Skyline, him relaxing beside the hotel pool. And that only made her miss him all the more. His image danced through her dreams. More than a few of which had woken her in the middle of the night. She imagined him on top of her, pleasuring her, letting her run her hands all over him, feeling the corded bands of muscle in his arms and back. Kehau had even caught herself thinking about him in the shower, wondering what it would be like to have him right there massaging her aching body beneath the warm water.
What a wonderful man . She sighed. Hold your horses , girl ! Are you really falling in love with him ? It was a question she’d grappled with all week. And still hadn’t found an answer. Damn it, who falls in love in a few days?
Entering the house, she noticed every light was off. Where is everybody ? They should be home by now .
“Hello,” a deep voice behind her announced.
Kehau jumped in fright. There he was, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
“You punk! You scared me!” Kehau proclaimed as he wrapped his arms around her. He smells so good . And I’m covered in sweat . I feel nasty.
“I didn’t think you’d be home already.”
“Sometimes a man gets lucky. Even had time to stop and pick up dinner, care to join me?”
So thoughtful . There he went again, doing something Sione never had. How did I end up with him in my life ? “I smell revolting. Let me get a shower and I’d be happy to join you.”
A question seemed to linger on his lips for a moment and she briefly thought his eyes darkened, but he suppressed everything with a smile. “I’ll see you in a few minutes then.”
“Before I go though, there’s something I need to do.” Dropping her purse to the ground, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with a week’s worth of longing. His wide hands felt good as they ran lightly across her back, her butt, her thighs, and through her hair. This was her boyfriend. The one she’d spent all week lusting after, especially when he sent the picture of himself wearing only denim jeans, massive upper torso on display for her, tattoos and scars gleaming
“If they have so much power, why do they need us?” Xavier asked.
“Russian gangs started playing hard ball. They filled their ranks with veterans of Chechnya and Afghanistan. If we can find the holes in the Yakuza security, they'll be less likely to be blindsided when the Russians start a war. Not if, when . Probably come from one of the gangs out of Vladivostok with backing from St. Petersburg.”
Xavier shook his head. “Freaking intel punks. You're too damned smart for your own good.”
“I, personally, am not going to worry about it,” Jax declared as he finished his beer. “I have a girlfriend to chat with. Unless we get more visitors, don't bug me. Capisce ?”
*****
Kehau pulled into her driveway on her bicycle as the setting sun slid behind the mountains. Streetlights had come on, and stars were starting to shine forth, but all she could think about was dinner and getting a chance to relax. Jax had told her that he’d be airborne for several hours, and asleep most of the flight. He hated flying, and the easiest way for him to cope was to sleep through it all. But he had promised to call when he got home.
Know what I hate ? Not having him here . Instead I get pictures at all hours reminding me how much I don’t get to have my hands on him right now , she fumed. All week long, they’d played the game with each other. Silly faces, sexy poses, cute outfits, costumes from the back of her closet, even a cheerleading outfit she’d borrowed from a friend. It had to be driving him nuts. She swore she could hear his lustful moans all the way across the Pacific Ocean. Jax responded with pictures of himself, his bed, the suite he was staying in, the view from atop the hotel across the Tokyo Skyline, him relaxing beside the hotel pool. And that only made her miss him all the more. His image danced through her dreams. More than a few of which had woken her in the middle of the night. She imagined him on top of her, pleasuring her, letting her run her hands all over him, feeling the corded bands of muscle in his arms and back. Kehau had even caught herself thinking about him in the shower, wondering what it would be like to have him right there massaging her aching body beneath the warm water.
What a wonderful man . She sighed. Hold your horses , girl ! Are you really falling in love with him ? It was a question she’d grappled with all week. And still hadn’t found an answer. Damn it, who falls in love in a few days?
Entering the house, she noticed every light was off. Where is everybody ? They should be home by now .
“Hello,” a deep voice behind her announced.
Kehau jumped in fright. There he was, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
“You punk! You scared me!” Kehau proclaimed as he wrapped his arms around her. He smells so good . And I’m covered in sweat . I feel nasty.
“I didn’t think you’d be home already.”
“Sometimes a man gets lucky. Even had time to stop and pick up dinner, care to join me?”
So thoughtful . There he went again, doing something Sione never had. How did I end up with him in my life ? “I smell revolting. Let me get a shower and I’d be happy to join you.”
A question seemed to linger on his lips for a moment and she briefly thought his eyes darkened, but he suppressed everything with a smile. “I’ll see you in a few minutes then.”
“Before I go though, there’s something I need to do.” Dropping her purse to the ground, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with a week’s worth of longing. His wide hands felt good as they ran lightly across her back, her butt, her thighs, and through her hair. This was her boyfriend. The one she’d spent all week lusting after, especially when he sent the picture of himself wearing only denim jeans, massive upper torso on display for her, tattoos and scars gleaming
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