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“What about the walls?”
“I’ll fuck you against every goddamn wall, window, and fucking door if that’s what you want, baby girl.”
“Okay, Daddy Dom, you can have her back later,” Gabby said loudly out the window. Killian’s eyes widened as he looked to me for an answer, but I just shrugged. Gabby was Gabby. She scoffed, “Oh, please! You two don’t do half the things you’re over there fucking doing if he ain’t playing Daddy Dom and you’re his good little girl. You should see the shit I’m into. Scratch that. You don’t want to know the shit I’m into. We’re all a little fucked up, but at least we have fun.”
“No age play, and she doesn’t call me daddy. Ever,” Killian corrected. He kissed my cheek and whispered, “Let yourself have fun. Don’t worry about things here.”
“But—”
“Do you trust me to take care of you?”
“Yes.”
“Good, then trust that I’ll take care of everything,” he said. “Gabby, make sure she buys a fuck ton of stuff for the house. And everything else we discussed.”
“Spend your money on whatever the hell we want? Yes, Sir.” She winked at him.
“I love you.” Killian kissed me once. “Let yourself have fun, baby girl.”
“Please, take care of yourself,” I quickly caught his shirt when he tried to back away. The look on his face told me he was about to argue. “Ian, I’m serious. Please, take care of yourself. This…”
This would be hard? Was that what I was trying to say? Those words didn’t even begin to encompass what he was going to do in the house. And after what he’d just gone through? What he was still going through. His doctor’s appointment had been eye-opening, to say the least, but it didn’t make me feel any better. If anything, it made me feel worse.
“I’m worried about you,” I admitted softly.
“I know,” he replied and kissed me once more. “I’ll be fine.”
I didn’t believe a single word out of his mouth but let it go as he walked away.
“Okay,” Gabby began, turning the music off, “we are an hour outside of Cedar Harbor and you officially can’t fucking leave, so we’re going to talk.”
“That sounds ominous,” I muttered. Honestly, I expected it. I had no idea what Killian had told her or what the two of them were planning.
“Why wouldn’t you tell me?” she asked. Yeah, there it was. I chewed my lip and stared at the door handle, my heart caught in a vice grip. Every breath was work to pull in. I wouldn’t jump out of a moving vehicle, but I definitely considered it for a minute. She reached across the console and took my hand, weaving her fingers through mine. “Come on, GiGi. It’s just you and me. You can tell me anything.”
“God, you haven’t called me that since we were kids,” I said. “Do you remember—”
“Don’t change the subject,” she cut me off. “I’m being serious. I would’ve been here in a heartbeat. No one should have to go through a loss like that alone. And Killian? Is that why he left?”
“I can’t do this, Gabby,” I let out pathetically.
“Okay, let me tell you what I did figure out,” she replied. “Killian got you to go to therapy after you got married because there’s no way that kind of change happens if you don’t go through therapy.”
“You changed.”
“I didn’t. Phillip never had the fucking hold on me that he did on you. I just hid it really fucking well. I fucking hate pink, Ginny. You have no idea how much I hate pink. And pastels? God, don’t get me fucking started.” She groaned. “He was a fucking dick, and that’s putting it lightly. I was biding my fucking time until I could fucking leave. I had fucking notebooks full of all the shit I wanted to do. That was how I made it through. You… you survived differently. There’s nothing fucking wrong with that. We were fucking kids.”
“But you gave me so much shit after!” I exclaimed.
“I just wanted you to wake up. You deserved better,” Gabby said. “You did better with therapy. You were happy. You gave me the courage to get the fuck out when I needed to. If you could be that happy, then I could too.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t stay that way.”
“I know,” she stated. “I’m going to guess you and Killian got into some kinky as fuck shit—good on you, by the way. And that’s the shit I’m guessing that Gail walked in on between you two, but instead of saying shit, you went back a hundred fucking steps in your progress.”
“I don’t like you right now,” I grumbled, my vision clouding with tears. Her hand tightened around mine.
“But you love me,” she reminded me gently. “Why didn’t you tell anyone you were pregnant, GiGi?”
