Kiana showed up at Kapena’s house for dinner the next night. He gave me another surf lesson, one I’m fairly certain was designed to hurt me. I spent more time getting swallowed by waves than riding them.
He was cooking dinner, and reminding me about the wave that dragged me to the bottom, when she walked in the door.
“Hey, Kiki! You should have seen it. Malihini ate it today. I almost had to go in after him.”
“What?” she asked, her eyes seeking mine.
I shrugged like it was no big deal. Kapena could trash me all he wanted, but I’d be damned if I let him make a fool of me in front of her.
Plus, I wasn’t sure how to react to her. If she didn’t want her employees to see us together, maybe she didn’t want her brother to either.
Dating f*****g sucked. Which was why I never did it.
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