“Probably sounds stupid.”
“Not stupid. You’re a people person. It’s hard nowadays to get to know people without social media. I know truckers who wouldn’t be able to survive the long hauls without it.” She looked up at me and smiled.
“You shouldn’t devote your energy to people who don’t want to truly be in your life, though. You’ve got too much to give, and they aren’t worthy of it.” It was the truth. Whoever she was trying to be friends with, just for the connection, didn’t deserve it if they weren’t giving her back the same enthusiasm.
“Makes sense. The old, ‘don’t chase them; if they want to be part of your life then they will be’ story. I didn’t see it then, but now I do.” Her smile was genuine and happy. Things were okay for now between us. I knew I could make them better, so while she went back to her drawing and chewing on gummy worms, I went into planning mode, thinking of how I could make the remainder of her time with me unforgettable.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Livia
“Fuck, your mouth.” Killian was lying back on the bunk, completely spent after being on the receiving side of a spectacular blow job, if I do say so myself.
He pulled me up for a kiss, and then settled me against his body, pulling the thick blanket up to cover our naked bodies.
“I couldn’t help it; your dick is just so much fun to play with.” He groaned and tightened his hold around me. I giggled, thinking of how I had wiped him out with just my mouth. I felt like the goddess of blow jobs right now.
“You can play with my dick anytime, sunshine.” I snuggled close when he called me sunshine. I really liked that nickname. A lot.
“What were you like as a kid?” We had sort of taken a little break from our twenty-one questions thing, which I was all right with. But I wanted to know everything about him, so I was bringing it back out of the woodwork. Thankfully he was willing to talk to me now about almost anything.
“Adventurous, trouble maker, a total babe, if I remember right.” He chuckled while listing off his childhood qualities. I shook my head at him but really was enjoying the easy conversation.
“You?”
“Oh, you know, nerdy, quiet.” He scoffed at that, and I may have giggled, trying to pass off that lie.
“Okay. I was loud, crazy, always into something. Kind of a tomboy.” I wasn’t really ever a girl’s girl. I had more guy friends until Lane didn’t like it and made me stop hanging out with them.
“I can see that. Little hellion.” I wondered when that all changed, and I became this do-as-you’re-told, never-leave-your-state type of girl.
My fingers played with the tattoos on his arm, distracting me from my thoughts before they went completely negative.
“Do your tattoos mean anything?” I’d wanted to know that for a while.
“Not really. Just wasn’t in a good place after the military, wanted the pain it gave. Just let the artist use me as a canvas.” His voice was a little lower, you could hear from his tone that he was remembering the pain, and not the pain from the needle.
“If you ever wanna talk about it, I’ll listen.” I kissed his pec and rested my cheek against his warm skin. He didn’t say anything out loud, but his answer was to kiss my head, which was enough for me.
“We should probably get some sleep.” I yawned. It had been a tiring day. Riding in the truck, falling in the snow, then our fuck session in this very cab. Add in the weird tension and now the actions of giving a blow job, I was pretty knackered.
“Yeah. One more day, then we grab cars at the show and deliver them to the dealer in New York. We can play in the city for a day before heading to Boston.” He gave me a little more insight into our journey, and I couldn’t have been more excited. All this traveling was fantastic, even just for a day here and a day there. I was utterly jovial about it, and it was a plus that I knew that Julian would have been proud of me, too, for getting out and doing what he used to do, exploring what the world had to offer.
“Sweet.” I yawned again and closed my eyes. It didn’t take me long to fall asleep, and when I did, I dreamed of the man holding me close.
**
Iwoke up alone, shivering from the lack of his warm body surrounding me.
“Had to check on the truck early; it was making a sound I didn’t like. All’s good now.” Killian climbed up into the cab and pulled back a curtain that he had used to separate the front seats and the bunk for privacy last night. Thank goodness for that. My eyes adjusted and took him in. He was really too hot for his own good. That whole broody look, with jeans and a thick thermal shirt, those eyes that looked into your soul and that blond hair that always tried to cover those beautiful eyes.
“Enjoying the view?” He smirked, knowing I was checking him out for the umpteenth time.
“Yeah, move out of the way so I can look at it again,” I teased. Even though the view of snowy Fargo, North Dakota was nice, it had nothing on him. It was a cute little town though. Quiet.
“Sassy.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my lips. I hummed my delight at his morning greeting; I could totally live with this every day.
“I brought us breakfast from the diner we ate at last night. Don’t have time to sit and eat it there,” he said with a grimace. I reached out to touch his face, to smooth away the stress lines he had created.
