Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
"I want you," he says when the kisses break. I can feel his hardness pressing against my panties.
"Why do you want me if you've never been with anyone else before?" His dark brows pull together.
"I don't know. I just know you're different. How I feel around you." People always ask others why they love them. Killian and I aren't talking about love, but I don't believe that it can be explained. It's magical. That's why there is love at first sight. A deeper part of you simply recognizes your other half. "You don't care for this answer?"
"I love it." If Killian has never dated or been with another woman, his past leads me to believe one thing: He has never loved or been loved. I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sadness at that.
How can such a good, kind, upstanding man have never known love in his life? I may not have had a ton of friends growing up, but I never questioned whether I was loved or not.
I'm going to change that. I'm going to love the hell out of Killian. Even if it kills me.
Chapter Fourteen
KILLIAN
Fuck, she feels good against me. I hate when people are close, but my Teddy Bear is different. When she asked me why, I didn't have an answer. I'm still trying to understand and reason with it myself, but the truth is, it doesn't matter.
It is what it is, and I know there is no going back at this point. I can’t imagine a life without her in it anymore. The thought of it makes me feel lonely. Something that I once enjoyed is now my worst fear since Teddy fell into my life.
Right now, I need to focus on keeping Teddy close and her wanting to stay that way. I'm not sure what would happen if she did try to get away from me. I've done a lot of fucked-up shit in my life. It doesn't matter if it was for the right cause or not. I did it, and more than a few times I enjoyed it.
Teddy presses her soft little body into mine. I should shower. These are the same hands I used to beat the shit out of that toothpick-having carnie. There had been blood on my shirt that my innocent girl thought was food splatter. I suppose he might be food at this point. Wild animals move in quickly.
I'd given him a chance to make it right. Which I'd only done because of Teddy. I think that's what she would have wanted, but then he'd gone and popped off at the mouth, and I popped him back. I'll admit I was only going to rough him up, but when he commented on my Zolotse, I saw red.
I thought that shit was a saying. It is not. None of my hits or kills have ever been personal. They’ve all been jobs to me. The same way people go to their nine-to-fives every day is the way I normally approach my line of work.
What I told her has made her happy, and she wiggles in my lap. I fight a groan. I’ve never groaned in pleasure before.
“You want me to touch your knees again?” I tease her. My Zolotse bursts into a fit of giggles.
“I want to freshen up. I’ve been sweaty all day, and I want to, uh, do things.” Teddy’s cheeks start to pinken. “Way more than touching of the knees.” I need to shower as well.
“We’ll freshen up, then.” I stand with her in my arms. I could carry her around all day, and it wouldn’t bother me. Might make it harder for me to use my gun, but I’d figure it out.
"Wait," she squeaks, and I stop walking. "You really waited." Her little nose scrunches. "Green light."
"You want me to wait for a green light?" I might not have fucked before, but I'm not a total dumbass. I'm guessing she wants to do the BDSM stuff. The thought of tying her to the bed makes my muscles tight. I could inspect and touch her all over. Memorize all the details of her body, down to every freckle. The same way I have her face and expressions so far.
"No, it's a game." She shakes her head. "But back to this freshening up together. Like, you wanna get naked in the shower?”
"Yes." I start walking again.
"But I'll be vertical!" I sit her down on the sink counter. "With fluorescent lighting." She raises her hands over her head in a Y shape, positioning one of the lights directly above her.
“You make this sound like a bad thing.” I wish she was already naked.
“It is; you’ll see everything, and it won’t be good.”
“Oh.” I shake my head, my eyes roaming over her. “You’re right, because ‘good’ isn’t a word that should ever be used in the same sentence as you. Miraculous is way more fitting."