Page 8 of Killian


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“Are you serious, you can’t mess with me like that then just stop.” I close my laptop then turn in my chair to face him. “How about we stay in?” He leans forward grabbing the back of my neck and slamming his lips to mine, his tongue pushes into my mouth and I swirl mine around his, I feel him smile then he pulls away. “Hey!”

“Come on Mo Chroí, the quicker we go the quicker we get back and I can finish what I started… oh and grab that red lipstick.” He pulls me up from the chair and smacks my ass pushing me toward my bathroom where I left my makeup.

Twenty minutes later he stops the car outside of a tattoo shop. I look up at him as he helps me out of the car, “err baby, what are we doing here?”

He grabs my hand pulling me into the shop, the guy behind the counter nods and indicates for us to head straight through to the back.

“Hey Killian, this your girl?”

“Yeah.” Killian responds as he removes his shirt and unbuttons his trousers lowering them a little on his hips.

“Mo Chroí, can you put your lipstick on please?”

I pull out the lipstick out of my pocket, giving him a confused look. “What is happening Killian? Why do you want me to put lipstick on?”

“I’ll give you two a minute.” The tattooist smirks and then leaves the room, leaving Killian and I alone.

“You remember six months ago when I came to you, with the stab wound above my hip?”

I nod, “yes.”

“You were wearing that red lipstick, right after you cleaned me up you kissed my wound and then covered it with the bandage. That stain stayed there for weeks until I could clean it properly. The longer it was there, the more I knew I wanted your lips tattooed on me forever.”

“Really?” I look at him surprised.

“Yeah baby.”

He made me put the lipstick on and then kiss his scar. Less than an hour later his tattoo was done, and we were headed home.

“Earth to Bella. You ok there, Mo Chroí?” Killian places his hand on my shoulder bringing me back to the present.

“Sorry baby, I was just thinking about your tattoo.”

He leans down and places a kiss on my nose before stealing my cup and taking a seat next to me on the sofa. I take my cup back from him as he turns on the tv and tucks me into his side, letting me spend the next couple of hours working.

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“Move in with me?” Stepping out of my bathroom with my toiletries I freeze at his request.

“What?”

“Move in with me. I know how hard you worked for this apartment, and I know you wanted your own space. But I’ve given you ten years of that. Bells I want to come home to you every day. I want to climb into bed and fall asleep with you every night, and I want nothing more than to wake up with you every morning. I love you Mo Chroí and I want us to live together. It’s time gorgeous. Please?”

I walk toward him, dropping my things onto the bed next to him as I step between his legs. I rest my forehead on his, closing my eyes and taking a breath.

“I need my own office. And you’re gonna need to learn to make stronger coffee. I can’t drink that watered-down shit you like to call coffee.”

His breath hitches as he pulls his head back, “wait. Are you really saying yes? You’re really going to move in?”

“Yes baby. I really am going to move in with you.” He stands, grabbing me and picking me up, spinning me around the room.

He eventually puts me down, holding my face in his hands, he gives me a megawatt smile. And I realise I don’t remember the last time I saw him this happy.

Chapter 9

I’m going through the inventory requirements for our next shipment when Connor storms into the office at the club where I’m sitting.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I ask looking up from my laptop. Connor glares at me before taking a seat at his desk and ringing through to the bar for one of the bar staff to bring him a coffee.

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