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The only thing missing now is my cat, Leo.
Opening the double doors, my body stiffens when I lay my eyes on the clothes inside. I reach an unsteady hand out, slipping one of the fabrics between my fingers and letting the soft cashmere roll against my palm.
No way…
I slip my hand between a few more pieces, seeing the familiar garments.
All of these outfits were from my own closet at home. Did hesteal them?
I shake my head and look down at the floor, where rows of shoes exactly my size are lined up. I grab a pair and hold it up, my favorite brand reflecting back at me.
I set it down and lean into the closet, where I notice a small bag in the back. I seize it and pull it out into the light, the contents spilling out from the top. Knitting needles and yarn skeins protrude from the top.
How the hell does he know I like to knit?
* * *
At some point I crawl into bed and fall asleep.
I’d barely gotten the chance to put on a night dress before my exhaustion finally took over, forcing me to slip under the fresh sheets and pass out.
I don’t dream. In fact, I barely remember falling asleep in the first place.
My body jostles awake sometime later.
Warmth envelopes me, comforting me in a way that I haven’t felt in a long time. I curl into it, soaking it up while it lasts before I’m drawn back into reality.
Beneath me, the source of this new warmth vibrates. A soft chuckle catches my attention.
“Good morning.”
I freeze, immediately recognizing the voice.
A hand runs through the ends of my hair, brushing it back over my bare shoulder, and the strands tickle me. I jump back, as the touch isslowly creeping up the back of my neck. I feel my body tip backwards and let out a gasp as I find myself floating over the edge of the bed.
Thehand reaches out and grabs me quickly, yanking me backbefore I can even yell. I'm pinned to the mattress, a large body crawling atop me, hands above my head holding my wrists.
“Get… off,” I grit out.
Killian answers with an amused tone, “And have you fall off the bed again? I could never let you do that.”
I look up at him, noticing that he’s shirtless. I can’t help but run my eyes over his body. Taking in all the hard lines of his muscles, the tattoos that color his skin. I bite my lip, feeling my body betray me by responding to him with heat between my legs.
Damn you.
He smirks down at me, playfulness glittering in those dark eyes of his. If my father knew who I was pinned under right now, he’d have a heart attack before dragging me right off the bed to an early grave.
“Tell me what you’re thinking about.”
I glance up at him again. “That my father would kill me if he saw me right now. Then, he’d kill you.”
He chuckles at me. “I see. He better look away for what I’m about to do next.” He leans in closer. “I can just imagine him clutching his pearls.”
I blink at him, feeling him shift his weight down.
“What—?”
He drags his long fingers down my body, and sparks race through my bloodstream. I can’t help but arch myself into his touch, a small gasp escaping my lips. Killian lets out a low growl, deep in his chest. A primal look crosses his face when he grabs my hips, pulling me against him to grind his cock against me.
