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“What a fucking dick.”

“Yeah! Leo absolutely hates him. Honestly, it’s been a year since we broke up, and I haven’t opened up to a single person since. But Aurelio has been constantly trying to get back together with me.”

“You can’t take that dipshit back.”

“Come on, Knox! I’m not that dumb.”

“You’re not dumb at all,” I say, making him give me a skeptical look. “I mean, you do do a lot of dumb shit,” I clarify, “but you aren’t dumb.”

Cillian finally laughs, and the suffocating pressure in my chest goes away.

“Thanks,” he whispers, leaning his weight against my shoulder and cuddling into my side to watch the show. “Oh, my God! Not the fake-blind bitch hitting on Julio Andrés Agustín!”

I smile, but my mind isn’t in the show anymore.

It’s on how angry I got over the simple thought of another guy trying to win Cillian back.

Fuck…

Not wanting to overthink things, I curl my arm around his shoulders and trace my fingers through his hair.

And as the rest of the episode plays out, I honestly don’t know what scares me more: letting myself feel this much for him, or packing up tomorrow, leaving this cabin, and losing this feeling forever.

CHAPTER 14

CILLIAN

I wake up warm, and I don’t even have to open my eyes to know why. It’s the same delicious heat I’ve been waking up to, radiating from the ridiculously fit body pressed against mine.

Only there’s one major difference from yesterday morning: this time I don’t have to sneak out of bed.

“Morning,” Knox murmurs, and my skin shivers with goosebumps.

Damn…

His voice is extra deep and sexy when he first wakes up.

“Morning,” I sigh, sinking into his warmth with every intention of asking him to stay just like this for five more minutes.

That is, until he rolls me onto my back and presses his lips to my neck, trailing kisses down to my chest and abdomen.

Is he going to—“Ahhh…” I gasp, arching off the mattress as Knox flicks his tongue across my lower stomach.

He shifts his weight, hovering over me with his hands gripping my hips.

Once he’s positioned above me, he takes his damn sweet time kissing, nibbling, and lapping his tongue over every inch except where I need him most.

Fuck!

“Knox… please,” I beg, and I’m pretty sure I would be mortified by how needy I sound if I weren’t so consumed by the hunger to have his mouth on me.

“Please what?” he teases, sinking his teeth into my inner thigh.

Is he kidding right now?

I lift my head to glare down at him, only to find him grinning back up at me… okay, he’s not kidding.

“Jesus Christ, Knox. How can you still be this annoying while being so damn sexy?!”