Page 74 of Killian
Epilogue
Killian
Entering The Drunken Monkey,Ellie smiled behind the bar, talking to Aiden and pouring out drinks. It was a sight I loved. Ellie. Happy. That was all I wanted for her, and she’d been through hell. Considering those involved were either dead or with a few friends of mine, it wasn’t anything to worry about again.
Still, this deep desire to keep watch on her pulled me in so many different directions. It had only been two weeks since everything had gone down, and I’d give myself a pass for now.
Ellie, on the other hand, didn’t like me in her face. Too fucking bad.
Since she’d officially moved into the cabin, it was one less weight on my shoulders. Of course, there was arguing because she was too damn independent to just go with things. It was over her furniture and, honestly, I didn’t give a fuck. She wanted to move her things from her place then take my shit out.
Finally, I told her, “Do whatever in the fuck you want. As long as you’re in bed beside me at night, none of this shit matters.”
This comment turned her on, because she jumped me right on the spot, tearing off my clothes and keeping me very busy throughout the day. Needless to say, her stuff didn’t get moved in that day; it was the next.
Ellie went back to work as soon as she felt she was healed. Honestly, I didn’t think she was fully one hundred percent. Another heated conversation between the two of us, and she was at work.
Never in my life had I given in to anyone. Playing by my own rules got me to where I was today. Ellie, though. She was the only one I had a damn hard time saying no to.
“Hey, babe. Beer?” Ellie said as I sidled up to the bar.
“Yeah. How’s your day goin’?”
She grabbed a Bud, flipping off the top and sliding it to me. I took a hard pull as she leaned her hip into me.
“Good.” She wiped her hand on a towel. “Business is steady. No complaints.” Her smile lit up the space. I loved that about her. Hell, I loved everything about her.
“You ready to go home?”
Her smile widened. “No. I have shit to do.” I made a move to speak, but she raised her finger. “I know, Killian. You want me home, but I have a business to run. I don’t tell you how to run yours. You don’t tell me how to run mine.”
Yeah. I fucking loved her. “Agreed.”
Her look turned puzzled. “Really? Just like that?” She snapped her fingers together.
I took a pull off my beer. “Yeah, Ellie. Just like that.”
“And here I thought we’d have a fight in the middle of the bar.”
A chuckle escaped. “We don’t fight. Argue is more like it, but only because you’re stubborn as hell.”
Marybeth came with a drink order, and Ellie took it. “I’m just as stubborn as you are, Killian Graham.” She took off and filled the drinks.
Watching her bend over in her tight jeans was a sight. She even shook her ass a bit knowing I was watching her.
Yeah, I took my damn sweet time coming around to claim Ellie. Time that was wasted. Never again would I waste a single moment with her. Every moment was something to treasure.
The night went on as Ollie, Vane, Diesel and Bri came in. Ellie came down to our end to talk when she had time. Luckily, that was a lot.
She was keeping close watch on Bri, and it didn’t escape me that Ollie was too. Except they stayed on different ends of the bar. Not my business to get involved with.
It was eleven at night when I did something very out of character. Didn’t know what happened to me, but fuck it.
I held out my hand to Ellie and she took it. Wrapping her in my arms, we started swaying to the music.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Dancin’ with ya.”
