Page 43 of Killian
“I think if you actually give it a shot, you’d be surprised. When a man like Killian truly knows what they want, they get it and hold the fuck onto it.”
“Great.” I looked up to the ceiling. “Relationship advice from the perpetual bachelor.”
Eli grinned. “Don’t hate.”
Sucking in a deep breath, I let it out slowly. “You drive me up a damn wall.”
“What are brothers for?” His face turned serious. “Ellie. That shit doesn’t work between you two, I’m there. Just want you to be happy.”
That was my brother. Good to the core.
“Love you. Now get the hell out of here. Isn’t your break over?”
Eli had on his uniform, and I had to admit it looked good on him. It was why all the women flocked to him. There was one woman in particular that I knew wanted him to flock to her, but Elliot wasn’t ready for that yet. He still had some playing left.
That was what I was worried about with Killian. Had he gotten all the play out of his system, or was I just a string in a long list of others?
Elliot pulled me into his arms, kissed the top of my head, and left.
I turned and faced the desk. The same desk that Killian had fucked me on, and I could feel my body getting hot. Maybe I was in heat or something. Never had a small thought perked me up to a point I could come without anyone even touching me.
Corey told me she’d cleaned the desk, and she did because all the papers were organized, and the laptop appeared to be working just fine. Maybe I should just smack myself and maybe, just maybe, it would knock some sense into me. Being the great friend she was, she didn’t ask questions or tell me whether she wore a hazmat suit or not. She was a little weird about germs, and I didn’t blame her.
Letting out a deep breath, I got to work.
Four hours later, my eyes were seeing cross. While I loved my spreadsheets, going over them for a second time line by line killed my eyes. Corey had already done it once, and it all looked correct.
I emailed the sheet to my accountant and closed up shop. While I should stay and help with the evening rush, I wanted to sleep. With everything going on, it was starting to wear on me.
There was a bit of good news today. The insurance man was geared up to come take a look at my place. Hopefully, that would get the ball rolling.
I’d spent two nights at Killian’s since Bri left to be with her brothers. She’d done what she’d said and texted me every day. I would call her when she got off of work so she could tell me all about it. She was doing great, but she still hadn’t heard from Khloe.
Diesel was supposed to come and be my guard today, but according to Killian he had ‘shit to do,’ which was their way of saying they were busy. With what, I had no idea. Therefore, I had a man named Vane. He had long brown hair that was just below his shoulders and was a bit straggly, but it worked for him. He had bright blue eyes that were striking against his olive skin tone.
Vane looked about as happy to be watching over me as I was to have him here. How actresses or celebrities did this twenty-four-hour security thing was beyond me. Being followed to the bathroom or going back to get a burger was driving me crazy. I liked to be free, and this entire situation was pissing me off.
“We’re heading out,” I told Vane, knowing he’d take me to Killian’s. Luckily, I’d be there alone for a while with Vane on the couch. It would give me the time I needed to screw my head on straight.
Vane got up without a word and came to my back. He was close enough I could feel his heat, but I still had a small bit of distance.
I waved to Aiden who was behind the bar. “I’m heading out.” She lifted her chin and filled more drinks. Tonight Carter was in charge because Corey was out. He was very competent, and I knew my bar would be in good care.
Making my way through the bar, Vane took me out the back where he’d parked the SUV earlier that night. When the door opened, the night turned and not for the better.
Two steps out, there was a muffled noise I couldn’t discern before Vane went down beside me. A man in dark clothes looked at me and snarled. Something touched me, and I was out.
