“Sad shows aren’t for me. Y’all need to switch it back.”
I ignored Ghost, dropping my head against Kieran’s arm and gazing up. “I’m really worried.”
Sighing, Kieran sat on the side of the bed, keeping me in his lap. “He was fine when I left. I made sure he went back into his apartment and the doors were locked.”
“You swear?” I implored.
He shifted to push back the hair tumbling across my forehead, then met my stare, unblinking. “On my life.”
I exhaled, some of the tension in my stomach releasing. Turning my face in, I pressed it against his chest. “Okay.”
My weight shifted when Kieran reached over to slide his cell into my lap. “Go ahead and call him, baby doll.”
I did, and the line rang so long I started to chew my nails again. Just before it cut off, there was a cautious, “Hello?”
“Rett? It’s Haz.”
“Haz!” he exclaimed, cautious no more. “Holy shit, are you okay? Where are you? Have you seen your apartment?” The questions ran over each other, and it made me smile.
“I’m okay. I’m, ah, with someone.”
“Who?” Rett wondered, then gasped. “Is it that scary guy who tried to shoot my face off?”
My mouth dropped open.
Kieran groaned loudly. “I did not try and shoot his face off.”
First of all, he was eavesdropping.
“Youarewith him!” Rett said, obviously hearing his voice. “Listen, Haz, he’s hot and all, but are you sure you want to get involved in all that?”
Second of all, just look at the kind of impression he left on my only friend.
Kieran’s arms tightened around me. One of those low grumbling sounds moved through his chest. “You’re mine.” He reminded me as if I might have forgotten the eleventy-million other times he’d said it.
Funny thing, it didn’t matter how many times he declared it because, every single time, my insides turned into goo. Evenafterhe said he’d pulled a gun on my bestie and made him cry.
Yes, I realize we went from friends to besties in the span of half a conversation. I’d also gone from needing a dating app to get a ride to sitting in Kieran’s lap in my underwear within about thirty-six hours.
This is my life.
Welcome.
Well, itwasn’tmy life. But it is now.
I knew what I wanted, and I was tired of never going for it.
“Thing is, I already am,” I told Rett.
Stunned, he said, “You’redatinghot, scary guy?”
Oh God,did his eavesdropping highness hear that? We’d never discussed dating. I mean, what exactly didyou’re mineentail? I’d just ignore the dating part altogether. “His name is Kieran,” I supplied. “He’s more anal than scary.”
Ghost burst out laughing. I’d forgotten he was even there.
Kieran stared down his nose at me as though I’d told some heinous lie and not the truth. I ignored that too.
“Anyway, I’m really calling to see how you are.”
