Stupid, stupid, stupid is what I am.
Why did I let myself think about a future?
I know better. I’m a smart woman. I’m aware of the limitations regarding our “casual relationship.” They all amount to one thing:do not get attached.
And I royally fucked that up by falling head over ass right in love.
Although, to my credit, I didn’t push that. He did. He took me out on a date. He made me fall in love with this place. He gave me more than I ever knew was possible, so really, I should blame him.
I sigh because I can’t. I saw this coming and instead of jumping off the train tracks as the locomotive barreled forward, I stayed put and said:Hi train, just hit me, it’s fine, I want to be a pancake at the end.
My phone dings with a text.
Killian
Where are you?
In bed. I don’t know how I got here, but I’m pretty sure my body has given up.
Just like my heart has on resisting you.
I slap my palm to my forehead.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, Tessa.
Killian
Don’t move.
At least that is a command I can obey. My limbs have decided they’re going to stay like this unless something infuses them with energy since I’m all tapped out.
A few minutes later, there’s a soft knock on my door. “Come in,” I say.
I hear Killian’s deep chuckle. “Well now, don’t you look comfortable.”
I push myself up onto my elbows, looking at him and ignoring the one part of my body that doesn’t ever seem to be too tired for him.
“I don’t know about comfortable.”
He enters further, kicking the door closed with his foot. “Poor angel. Are you tired?”
I flop to my back. “Very.”
I feel the mattress lower as he climbs on. “That’s too bad. I really wanted to show you my appreciation.”
That perks me up a little. “You do?”
“I do.”
“For what?” I ask. “You know, so I know exactly what I’m being thanked for.”
Killian grins as he now leans over me. “Many, many things.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers playing with the ends of his hair. “I think I need specifics.”
“You do, huh?”
I nod. “Just one, maybe.”
