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Realizing I was going to be here for a while, I slumped onto the couch and held out my hand for the beer he’d pulled out.
Killian handed it over, lifting his dark brow at me.
“What?”
“You don’t seem fazed by what I said.”
I shrugged. “Seems to make sense. Callie and Wes definitely have some things to talk about, and it makes sense that he’d want to keep an eye on the friend who came with her. I get it.”
Killian sat on the coffee table across from me, his knees invading my space.
“But the idea that this is essentially a hide out, that doesn’t scare you? You seem to be going along with club shit pretty easily. This patch doesn’t scare you?” He pointed at the white patch on his leather vest…or cut, whatever it was called. It was the number one with a percent sign next to it.
I shook my head.
“Interesting. You seem like you’d be on the proper side of the law.”
A laugh escaped me as I tipped the beer back. “I grew up in politics, the way they skirt laws and don’t adhere to them scares me. There’s no code, no loyalty. It’s cutthroat and a bunch of bullshit. Your club seems like it has a code, and a sense of right and wrong, I can get behind that.”
Killian seemed to be scrutinizing me as though he wasn’t sure to believe me.
“Play a game with me.”
I glared at him, sipping my beer. “What?”
“We’re going to be here for a bit. Play a game with me.”
He made me nervous. I thought back to how he’d made me feel so insecure the first time we met, and then yesterday when he caught me in the club…there was already an undertone to our acquaintance. I didn’t want to add to it.
“You don’t have to babysit me. I get it. I need to stay safe until it’s time to go back. Good, cool. I’ll be good and sit here until it’s time to go back. I have a phone with lots of things to keep me occupied. We don’t have to play games.”
That wolfish grin of his face was so disarming. He leaned closer and stole my beer away. “But I like games, and I want to play one with you.”
I swallowed, hoping he didn’t see the way my pulse beat in my neck. “What kind of game?”
Green eyes glittered as he sat back and sipped from my drink.
“Truth or Dare.”
ELEVEN
KILLIAN
Was it possible to fuck up literally every single thing within a twenty-four-hour span?
First fuck-up—Watching Laura with Kip last night.
Second fuck-up—following Laura. Although, I was glad I did because that idiot, Kip, was being rough with her. But seeing him rough with her was what caused me to do the next stupid thing.
Third fuck-up, and this one truly is the worst—Sleep next to her.
Then this morning, I had to touch her. She was just too fucking tempting…but it was more than that. It was watching the way the golden rays of morning had collided with the strands of her hair and the way her mouth parted as she slept.
Something in my chest shifted as I lay there, just watching her and wondering what it would be like…
The pondering of a domesticated life with her is what had me texting Giles to go and get us coffee and scones.
All because I knew she liked them.
