Episode 19

I've always had this inkling that Kai is hiding something from me, but the emotions that stir within me when I'm around him… it's something utterly different from what I felt with William. Sure, our relationship was nice, but there was a void in it, despite the love I had for him. But with Kai, it's something else. This sensation of a pre-existing bond lingers on, in his gaze, in his kisses. I'm at a loss.

My train of thought is broken by Tian alerting me that a patient has had a crisis and needed to be sedated. I tend to other patients, then head home. While driving, I ponder over the mystery surrounding my father, considering if his disappearance is an act of fleeing from something because now it's undeniable—my father is implicated somehow.

Arriving at the home I share with Kai, Gato, and Jimmy, they greet me with smiles.

Jimmy starts by relaying Kai's update about my father's situation. He had done some digging using my father's Gmail password and discovered that my father had been collecting evidence after my sister's death. But everything changed when he got in touch with a journalist who began assisting him. We need my father's computer hard drive.

I chime in, acknowledging that if it's the same journalist who had an altercation with Kai on the night Jennie died, then his involvement could be substantially beneficial. We have plenty of evidence, but we can't act on it in this town. We have to take this to a higher level, ensure these people pay for the illegalities they're running. But the key to it all are Jennie and Alana—they're crucial to solving the puzzle we're faced with. We're still missing pieces to complete this jigsaw.

Kai's words then turn to action, stating that tonight we'll retrieve my father's computer. According to Gato's findings, the commander had requisitioned it from Dylan. Although he searched it, Dylan found nothing. Based on what we know, Dylan plans to remove the computer from the station tonight to hand it over to the general. So, we craft a plan—time for me to change, Kai instructs.

I slip into different clothes and we share a meal ordered in while going over the details of the plan. It's all set. We depart, determined to reclaim my father's computer.

In the car, Kai catches my anxious demeanor and reassures me. We're to wait for Gato's signal before I disembark.

Observing Dylan's property, we're aware he's inside. Kai hands me a gas mask and I watch Gato stealthily glide across the roof to release smoke that should incapacitate Dylan.

At Gato's signal, I pry open the door so Kai and I can slip inside. Our task is not just recovery but deception—we must destroy certain items to stage a simple burglary. What we hadn't anticipated was the persistence of Dylan's consciousness, even halfway, as he emerged groggy yet armed and aimed directly at me. In a heartbeat, Kai tackles him, enabling us to flee with the prized computer to our hidden vehicle and drive to safety from Dylan's property. Meanwhile, Gato rides off with the machine on his motorbike, en route to deliver it to Jimmy. Kai and I head back home with adrenaline coursing through me, especially in the moment when the weapon was pointed at me. Once home, I collapse onto the couch, my heart still racing, with Kai joining my exhaustion. He notices my hands—ice-cold—and warms them in his, our eyes locking, hearts pounding.

An impulse drives me toward the desire of feeling his lips, his cheeks flushed. I elevate myself above him, our kiss deep and wild with intent and lust, hands entangled in hair as it becomes an escalating dance of dominance within our mouths. The energy between us is palpable, movements growing fervently intimate, desires bursting at the seams. Needing air, we break apart only to smile and merge once more.

Clothing is shed in the heat of the moment—my shirt flung across the room, her sweater removed to reveal more to adore. We ascend to the room, fueled by passion, all barriers removed and the absolute beauty of her unveiled form before me. Our kisses soul-deep, my lips trace her skin with reverence, descending to worship every fold and curve until she's alight with pleasure.

Our flushed and urgent forms find crescendos of ecstasy into the night, shifting positions with her dominant grace. Exhaustion welcomes us to slumber, only to be roused by the chime of Ali's alarm. Waking to her bare warmth beside me, sunlit hair a-tangle, is simply sublime.

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