Page 53 of My Little Girl


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Sucking in a shaky breath, I do the only thing I’m certain will ensure my freedom. Peering up into his eyes, I whisper, “I know. Thank you.”

He chokes out a breath, my lie enough to soothe his nerves. Pressing another kiss to my forehead, he wraps me up in hisarms. I push my face into his chest and let the darkness overtake me, that voice whispering in my ear.

Only a little while longer.

Chapter 30

Killian

I’ve never known fear like I felt when I rushed into the emergency room with a limp Avamarie cradled in my arms. I had barked orders and bared my teeth at anyone who tried to remove my little girl from me. It took six security guards to peel me away so they could get started on pumping her stomach of the harmful chemicals she had ingested.

Even now as we drive home, my heart clenches if I spend too much time with my eyes off of her. I can already tell I’m going to be insufferable but it doesn’t matter. Even if I have to chain myself to her, I won’t allow Avamarie to leave me.

Snoring fills the car as the beautiful woman beside me gets some much needed sleep. Her head rests against the window, arching her neck in a position that looks uncomfortable. I reach out and softly brush the back of my hand along her exposed neck, reminding myself that she is alive. That I got to her in time.

My mind wanders to my own near death experience. I’ve still yet to find out who ordered the hit on me, even though I have a few ideas as to the culprits. My teeth clench against the reality that I’m going to need to leave my girl alone as I try to figure this all out. It won’t do any good to ensure she doesn’t remove herself from the planet if someone else does it for her.

Glancing back at her, an idea forms in my mind. I indicate with my signal and pull off to the side of the road. Throwing the car into park, I snatch the plastic hospital bag containing her things.

Rummaging through, I find her phone, cursing as the lock screen pops up. My irritation flares as I stare down at the old phone in my hands. It still has a home button for fuck’s sake. I can’t be too upset as the archaic device allows me easy access as I carefully slip one of her fingers over the button.

The phone clicks as the screen unlocks, a smiling photo of Avamarie and that fucking boy fill my vision, only serving to darken my mood further. I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose, blowing puffs out my nostrils as I try to get my irate emotions under control.

She’s here. That’s what matters. It’s fine that she has the photo of someone else as her background.

My chest aches as a part of me longs for it to be my face filling her screen as she uses the decrepit phone. I push downthe stupidity, refocusing my attention on the thing that matters - making sure my girl is safe.

A quick search shows her small contact list and I pull up the contact that has to be her friend’s.

Smut Sister *book emoji* *spicy pepper emoji*

I look between Avamarie and her phone, my eyebrows raised. There’s only a handful of numbers saved in here and I can’t imagine this applies to anyone other than her friend but still…Shaking my head, I quickly type the number into my own phone before locking hers and slipping it back into the bag.

I’ll get my little girl home and tucked away, then reach out to coordinate her chaperone so I can take care of my other problem.

I find myself longing for a simple life. One in which I can wrap myself up in the fiery woman beside me and get lost in her alone. A life that doesn’t involve shoot outs, painful assignments, and near death close calls.

Flexing my fingers around the wheel I imagine what that would be like. A life just for the two of us.

My smile spreads across my face, heart expanding.

It’s in this moment that I realize that’s what I want. What I’ve always wanted.

Peering down at Avamarie as she softly snores, I vow to make my dream a reality. For both of us.

Fallon comes barreling into the condo as I open the elevator doors. Chuckling, I watch as the wisp of a woman teeters under the large stack of books in her arms. “Need some help there?” I snicker, raising an eyebrow.

Huffing a wayward lock of hair out of her face, she juggles the leaning tower. “I’m good.” She murmurs, brushing past me.

I watch in amusement as she strides through the place like she owns it. The woman hides a surprising amount of independence underneath her shy exterior. I’ve caught a few glimpses of her true nature during her visits with Avamarie.

My smile fades at the thought of my girl still resting in my room.

I haven’t been able to bring myself to enterthatroom again. Not since…

I shake my head.

I’m pretty sure I’ll need to burn the whole building down to get rid of the darkness lurking behind that door. But that’s a problem for another day.

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