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“That’s unnecessary.” Her hand pulls free from mine. “I can put myself to bed, thank you.” Kyra tries so hard to be stern, but she won’t win this battle.

“Don’t make me pick you up,” I say with a laugh. “I haven’t tested this knee yet with extra weight, but I will.”

“No, really, it’s fine.” Her voice shakes. Is she afraid of me? I can feel my rage at her fear. I’m not mad at her, I’m mad at whoever made her afraid to be around men in general.

“I swear I will not touch you. Well, unless you ask, beautiful girl.” I hold my hands up on either side of my head, like I’m being arrested. “In fact, I will promise you right now that my hands, or lips, will not touch you until you beg for it.” My voice sounds playful but still deep.

I see a shiver run down her body. It could be from the cold, sure, but I’d like to believe she is reacting to me. To my closeness. Kyra pulls her sleeves down to cover both of her hands again. She takes a few calming breaths and looks up at me.

With the lights on in the house, I can see her forest green eyes staring back at me, and my world tilts on its axis. My heart stops beating in my chest, my breath hitches, and I am so thankful I couldn’t truly see her eyes when we were in the dark. She’s been beaten down, maybe not physically that I can see, but emotionally. Someone has destroyed her confidence in the world, in men, and herself, and that is not acceptable.

Even if she never gives me the time of day or the chance to show her what it’s like to actually be cared for, to be cherished, and to have someone to walk through life with them, not behind them. I will build her confidence back. I swear this on every single twinkling star I saw her watching tonight. This is my promise to no one other than myself, yet it’s the one promise I know I will never break.

“It’s fine, gorgeous girl,” I say softly. “I will walk you to the base of the stairs and say good night.” Making my way to the stairs, I can hear her soft feet pad behind me. Looking down at her, I smile and lean to press a soft kiss to the top of her head. “Good night, sunshine. Sleep well, and hopefully I’ll see you in the morning.”

She nods her head, pulling the hood up over her hair, and heads up to her room. I watch her, my eyes never leaving her until she opens the door to the guest room and walks in.

Fuck, I am in trouble.

I set the alarm on the wall by the front door and leave the house. It would be easier to go out the sliding glass door out back, but I wouldn’t be able to lock it and set the security system for Graham. If he found out I didn’t set the alarm, I would be a dead brother, and I can’t win over Kyra if I’m murdered.

The walk to my little house is quick and quiet. Allowing the scanner to read my thumb print, I open the door and flip the light on. I need to change out of these smoky clothes and take a quick shower.

Heading for my en-suite bathroom, I drag my clothes off my body. Too tired but too wired to really focus on what I am doing. My body is buzzing like a live wire. Her touch still lingers on my flesh, and I can feel every single place her fingers and lips touched me. My cock is happy to be able to harden without the constraints of my jeans.

Turning on the shower, I let it run for a few seconds to warm up. Sticking my hand in the rain coming from the shower head to test the warmth. It is the perfect balance of warmth to relax all my muscles, but not so hot that it melts the skin from my bones. My mind wanders back to the ray of sunshine, whose smile could bring sun to the gloomiest February day.

My cock twitches at the slightest thought of her. Allowing the hot water to pour over my shoulders, I reach down and take my length in a firm grip. A long stroke from root to tip causes my body to shiver, and I close my eyes. Instantly, the blonde goddess appears before me, her green eyes looking up at me from below her long lashes.

It’s nothing to imagine her pink lips wrapped around my cock. After kissing her, I could get lost in her mouth. Focusing on my tip sending my legs shaking, and I lean my other hand against the shower wall to help support my body weight.

Fuck.

Just the thought of her on her knees in front of me has my orgasm pushing at me already. Normally, I wouldn’t mind a little edging, but tonight I don’t want to hold it off. Increasing my speed, I stroke rough and fast. The only thing on my mind is getting off to this woman and climbing into bed. Hoping she comes to visit me in my dreams.

“Fuck, Kyra.” The groan leaves my lips as my seed paints the shower wall.

I finish my shower, making sure to rinse the evidence down the drain before climbing out and drying my body off. Withoutthought, I get into the king-sized bed completely naked and fall asleep with her eyes on my mind.

CHAPTER 7

KYRA

”Mmmm.” I hum softly, tucking myself further into this mattress.Where the hell am I? This is not my bed.

The sun is shining directly on my face, and I refuse to open my eyes and look around. Allowing my inner plant to soak up the rays. The late-fall weather usually isn’t conducive to getting sunshine. The blanket is so soft against my skin and has the perfect weight, making me feel safe.

Finally, I decide it’s time to open my eyes and figure out where the fuck I am. Looking around the room, the sun causes the spa blues to glow like I’ve been sucked into heaven. It hits me then that this is the guest room Nyx put my bag in last night.

That’s right, the Halloween party.

Fuck, Callum.

My palm comes up to smack into my forehead with a thud. What did I do last night? There is a light throbbing behind my eyes. Just the touch of a hangover. Everything comes rushing back with one thought of the blonde giant from last night. He kissed me…and I liked it. Shit, what am I supposed to do? Mike will probably tear the trailer down around me if he finds out.

You don’t have to tell him.

I need to just go about my day as if I didn’t have the most mind-blowing kiss of my life. He didn’t eventouchme, but I could live just on his lips. Flinging the covers back, I place both feet on the rug and make myself stand up. Leaving the cocoon of safety that this room makes me feel.