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Screaming.I heard it, and my eyes flipped open, but Killian was already out of bed. I heard the rustling of his jeans, and I reached over and flipped on the light just as I heard the screaming again.
It was Bri. I threw off the covers, found my clothes, and tossed them on. Killian was already gone.
“Don’t!” Bri screamed as I ran down the hallway to where Killian was standing in the room, light on. A panicked Bri sat up in bed, her eyes ravenous.
I rushed over and wrapped my arms around her. “You’re fine, Bri. Just fine. You’re safe here. Remember, I showed you the security and the shutters. You’re okay.”
Bri whimpered in my arms as I rocked her back and forth, cooing in her ear. “It’s my fault,” she cried out, and I felt my body lock.
“What’s your fault?” This couldn’t be good. What happened wasn’t good.
“Khloe swore me not to tell anyone. She said she could get in a lot of trouble if I said anything.”
My body started to get hot. Bri didn’t keep things from me, at least I didn’t think she did. That was what best friends did; they told each other everything. We always shared every secret.
I could feel Killian’s eyes on us, and I looked over. His arms were crossed over his chest, and his elbow was against the door. He was studying us, and I wondered what he saw.
“What?” I pushed Bri, wanting to know what was going on here.
Bri took a deep breath, and my heart skipped a beat when she spoke. “She stole two diamond bracelets. She was behind on some bills and was going to pawn them for the cash.”
Panic and anger consumed me. “She obviously got caught, and we’re stuck in the middle of all this shit. Is that what’s going on here?”
“She say anything else about jewelry?” Killian asked. “What did they look like? Were they full-on diamonds or other gems? Was there a design on them?”
Her head shook. “No. Just that she shouldn’t have done it, but she didn’t have any other choice.”
“Right. Get some sleep, and we’ll figure it out in the morning.” She nodded, wiped her face, and the tears receded. I always hated seeing her cry.
Killian grabbed my hand and pulled me through the room. The vibe coming off of him had me alarmed. Relaxed Killian, who just made my body hum, was gone, and in his place was Killian on a mission. I just wasn’t sure what that mission was.
“What do we do now?” I asked Killian as he shut the door to his room.
His eyes locked on mine, searching. “You didn’t know any of that?”
My head shook. I sincerely knew nothing about Khloe and her financial problems.
“Alright. I need to make some calls. Climb in bed, and I’ll be back.”
I barely stopped myself from asking who he was going to call. He and I were in dangerous waters. The emotional upheaval was causing my brain to shut off when it came to Killian. He and I didn’t have a relationship or, if we did, it was sex. Maybe friends. That was still up for debate. There were things I knew. One, I loved that he was trying to protect Bri and me. Two, he was warm, hard, and strong. Three, he was the best I’d ever had in bed. Four, it genuinely felt like he cared about me.
He rubbed his nose along my jaw, which was incredibly sweet, and then he was gone.
And again, I was left in his room with a mind filled with emotions and thoughts I couldn’t process. What did one do when they had far more questions than answers?
