Page 63 of Killian

After placing the phone on the coffee table, she stared at it, then she picked it back up and called Brenna.

“Hey, what’s up?” Brenna answered.

“How do you do it?”

“How do I do what?”

“Not worry about Beau.”

“I do worry about Beau. Every day he leaves the house, but I trust him enough to know he will do his best to stay safe.”

“That doesn’t help me. Killian just called and said he was watching a house and wanted to get some photos. What if someone sees him?”

“Celine, you will drive yourself nuts thinking that way. Look, it’s a dangerous job. Any law enforcement job is, but Killian knows what he’s doing. He’s not going to be foolish. Beau told me he was one of the most respected agents in the department. Any of them would want him backing them up. He’s no fool.”

Celine sighed. “I know. I’ve just never had to deal with this type of thing before. You told me that an agent was killed, remember?”

“Yes, and Killian helped solve the case. Every day, we all risk our lives. We never know when something can happen, but you cannot dwell on it. Please don’t let this change your mind about being with him.”

“Oh, God, no! I love him too much, but I worry.”

“We all do. I worry about Beau, Abbie worries about Creed, Bryce worries about Luke. It’s normal.”

“I guess I’ll have to get used to it. I’d die if something happened to him.”

“I feel the same and so does Abbie and Bryce. Lorna is who lost her husband to that job, but she married Eli, and I know she worries about him, but she loves him. We can’t expect our men to give up a job they love, and they do make a difference out there.”

“You’re right. I just needed to hear you tell me that.”

“I know. You know I’m always here for you.”

“I appreciate it. I’m going to go. He said he hoped to be home soon.”

“Then let him know how much you appreciate him. You’ve got a good man, there, Celine. You have to stand by him.”

“I will. I promise.”

“Okay. I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Love you.”

“I love you too.” Celine hung up, set the phone down and thought about everything Brenna had said. She was right. There’s was no way she’d leave Killian because of his job. She knew he was good at it, so she had to trust his judgement.

Around six-thirty, she heard his vehicle pull up by the back door. The dogs ran through thehouse and out the pet door. She laughed when she heard them barking. She walked toward the back door and opened it. Killian was getting out of his truck, carrying a pizza box. He grinned when he saw her.

“I’m so hungry, I almost ate a few slices on the way home.” He looked at the dogs. “Hey, guys.” Then he climbed the steps, walked toward her, kissed her lips. “Hi, baby.”

“Hi, yourself.” She took the box from him and carried it inside.

“I’m going to grab a shower. Go ahead and eat. I won’t be long.”

“You bet your hot ass I’m going to eat.” Celine set the box on the counter, opened the lid and groaned at the smell.

“I don’t know about it being a hot ass, but I do know it’s a tired ass, but I’ll be quick.” He kissed her lips again then left the room.

Celine got two plates from the cupboard, got herself two slices, then headed for the living room. She sat on the sofa, picked up a slice, took a bite and groaned as the flavors hit her tongue.

When Killian entered the room, she mentally groaned at how good he smelled.

“I got a plate down for you,” she said.

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