Bedmates Soulmates
CHAPTER 131

It took Kira a while to remember who Luca was. 'Captain O'Neill?'

"You two seemed to get on well,' he said.

Like a house on fire, he thought.

Austyn couldn't remember Kira laughing that way at anything he ever said. ""You like him?"

Kira gave her husband in the mirror an eye roll. 'I like him as a friend."

She tried to prise his hands apart. 'Come on. It's time to get out of here.' Austyn tightened his hold.

'Come on!' she said, a little frustrated. This is not funny anymore."

Her sides hurt from the out-of-control bout of laughing.

Plus, the countertop was digging into her ribs.

"Austyn McCarthy! Let me go this instant!!

Austyn bit her right earlobe.

'Ow!'

"You like him, huh?"

'As a friend! Now let me go!!

She didn't know what was wrong with him.

He seemed to be in a reasonably good mood when he came in, but now he was getting worked up over nothing. 'Just a friend? I don't recall you having any other friends of the opposite sex. What's so special about Luca?" Kira, irritated now, said deliberately, 'He's handsome, considerate, courteous and funny to boot. What's not to like?" Austyn recalled her dazzling smiles when she talked to Luca.

Seeing red, he gripped her chin. 'What did you just say?"

Normally, Kira would have backed down by this point.

She could tell the man was on the verge of losing it.

In the mirror, his eyes were burning with terrifying rage.

But the mention of Luca's name brought to mind the scene she'd witnessed in the room.

If Austyn could watch other women-half-naked women at that- twerk and pole-dance, why couldn't she talk to other men?

At least Captain O'Neill was not a twerker or a stripper.

'I said Captain O'Neill-no, Luca-is a good-looking man and a good man. Any woman will find him likeable. I am a woman, so 1-'

Austyn silenced her by spinning her around and crushing his lips to hers.

It was a rough, hard, punishing kiss.

If he allowed her to continue talking, he was only going to torture himself by hearing her gush over another man."

'Handsome, considerate, courteous and funny to boot."

What a fine vocabulary she commanded!

Why hadn't she used any of those words on him?

Did she really think Luca was more handsome than him?

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Austyn bit her bottom lip before thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

Kira tried to push him out with her tongue, but it only spurred him on.

Caught between the man's solid chest and the hard granite countertop, Kira felt both her stomach and the small of her back were starting to hurt.

An irrelevant memory flashed through her mind.

It was Giana's birthday.

Kira took her out for a meal

They were walking past a row of claw machines when Kira decided to give it a try.

She had her eye on a stuffed Pikachu.

She inserted a coin, operated the joystick and watched, with bated breath, the claw descend on a yellow Pikachu.

Its three iron fingers clamped around the Pokémon's midsection and started moving up.

Kira had silently wished for the claw to clamp down harder.

Now she knew how the Pikachu felt.

Austyn's hands were impossibly strong.

They were like a 40-cm belt around her 58-cm waist.

She wanted to protest. 'This is domestic abuse!!

But she couldn't utter a sound.

Kira was starting to feel light-headed.

Austyn showed no sign of slowing down.

If anything, he was getting more excited, as evidenced by the hardness she felt against her thighs.

Gripped by anxiety, Kira wanted to tell him to stop.

There was no lock on the restroom door, at least she didn't recall seeing one.

What if someone walked in on them?

It would be worse than Giana stumbling upon them in the hospital bathroom.

She would absolutely die of shame!

Kira pounded his arms with her fists. 'Let... let go....

Somehow, it only provoked him more.

He placed both hands under her buttocks and lifted her up to the countertop.

'Any woman will find him likeable, hmm? Austyn had not forgotten what the woman said two minutes ago. 'Including you?"

'No, of course not!' Kira threw in the towel. 'I was just kidding."

"It's not funny."

'I know that now. I've learned my lesson, I swear! Now could you please let me go?"

"What lesson did you learn?' He was relentless.

Kira didn't speak.

Her eyes, filled with panic, darted around the room.

'Well?' he demanded.

'I don't know!' Kira burst into tears. 'Whatever you want it to be. Please, just...!

"Why are you crying? Austyn furrowed his brows.

'Please, not here... she sobbed..

"What not here?' He wiped away her tears with one hand. 'What are you talking about?"

"Don't...don't do it here. Someone could come in and...see us."

Kira couldn't bear having a repeat of the disaster at the hospital.

The man was used to getting his way.

He might actually do it-take her right here, right now.

Austyn pulled back.

He would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about it.

That time in the hospital bathroom was wild and fun.

He had been apart from her for the better part of the week, and his body missed hers.

But she was clearly not up for another romp in the restroom.

So he took several deep breaths and adjusted his sult coat.

As he waited for his excitement to go down, he watched Kira, still sitting on the countertop and snivelling.

Her tears were silent accusations of his admittedly rash act.

He'd forgotten how reserved and bashful she could be when it came to matters of sex.

Men had two heads and didn't always think with the one on top.

Austyn was a man; it couldn't be helped.

But he was not going to apologise for wanting to sleep with his wife.

He removed a Sobranie Black Russian from its pack and held it, unlit, between his teeth.

He waited.

When the sobbing subsided, he spoke. 'So, the lesson you've learned?

Kira jumped down from the countertop.

Her knees almost gave way.

She shuffled to the dispenser on the far wall and pulled on a paper towel.

She blew her nose noisily on purpose,

Austyn scowled and looked away.

Kira tilted her chin up and felt a small glow of satisfaction at getting back at the germaphobe.

"Well?' he prompted.

He checked his reflection in the mirror.

The sult coat was speckled with tear stains.