Page 4 of Killian
I gave it to my friend exactly how it was. “You do realize this was a raid, and you and Khloe could’ve gotten caught up in that shit?”
Bri wasn’t looking at me, though. She was staring out the window, her hand going over her mouth. Killian, dressed in all black, was coming our way, but he wasn’t alone. He had Landon, arms behind his back and a cut over his right eye. Killian had a grip on Landon’s arm so tight that when he tried to get away Killian didn’t allow him to move an inch.
Damn, he was strong.
“What’s that about?” I mumbled to Bri.
Killian didn’t even look at us. He walked right past a few paces and lifted his chin to someone. A mountain of a man came out of the shadows, grabbed Landon, and they vanished. How in the hell could big guys like these just mysteriously disappear? Maybe this was a movie, and all this shit was just for show.
One could hope, even if it were for a moment.
“I have no idea why Landon would be with Killian and not the police. I couldn’t make this up if I tried,” she answered, eyes still glued on the scenario in front of us.
“Me either.”
“Do you think Killian is going to kill him?” Bri asked, and I paused.
“What? Kill him?” A gasp came from my lips. Surely she didn’t really think this, did she?
“Yeah. I mean, you’ve heard about Killian, and he looks like he could break Landon in half.”
“Yeah. But I doubt the cops would let Landon go with Killian if he was, in fact, going to kill him.”
“True. I just want to go home now,” Bri heaved out, resting her head on the headrest. She closed her eyes like she wanted to be anywhere but here. I couldn’t blame her. I felt the same way, but I needed to get back to the bar and close things out. Not to mention, have words with Killian to find out what was going on and find my damn Jeep. My mind raced. I did the worrying, while Bri was ready for a nightcap and some shut-eye.
This night turned into a clusterfuck of epic proportions. Going from laidback at the bar helping fill drink orders, talking and having fun, to being trapped in an SUV with my best friend who I just pulled out of a party that got raided by the cops and whatever Killian was.
The driver and passenger doors opened simultaneously. The guy who grabbed Bri sat in the passenger, while Killian sat in the driver’s. Both of them gave off an energy that had the SUV pulsing, and not with happy go lucky vibes either.
Killian started the Escalade, but I needed to find out about my car. “Wait. My Jeep. It was here, but now it’s…” I stared at the blank spot. “Gone.”
“It’ll be at your place,” Killian said nonchalantly. There were so many questions floating in my head, so I let some of them rip.
“What? How?”
Passenger seat guy turned to Bri, giving her a small smirk. I had to admit, even though the man kidnapped us, he was very attractive. I might have been in a fucked-up situation, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t appreciate the maleness that was sitting in front of me.
Passenger seat man had dark blond hair, espresso colored eyes, one of the hottest grins and was built.
Killian had dark hair that was cropped around his head, but longish at the top. He let it go wherever it wanted to, and it was unruly in this sexy way. His hand was on top of the wheel, pulling out onto the road. Not responding to my demands. Jerk. He could at least answer.
“Killian. Seriously. I need my car. My purse is in there.”
Killian clenched the steering wheel to the point his knuckles turned white. Guessed he was pissed, but I didn’t care. I was too, and with each second that ticked by, that fury was brewing.
After a while of silence, I broke. “Who has my car?” Note to self:Don’t leave the keys in the ignition to rescue Bri. Always put them in my back pocket.
The vehicle jerked to a stop, and Killian turned in his seat, his sapphire eyes drilling a hole through me. His face was tight, obviously not feeling like my question had merit. Too bad for him. It did. I stared back, not giving him an inch.
“One of my men is takin’ it to your place. You’re both fine. Now shut it.” He turned around, put the SUV in drive, and took off. Once again pissing me off. Who the fuck did this guy think he was?
Why the hell did he get to be pissed at me? I didn’t do anything but save my friend. Only God knew where Killian had been, what he’d been doing, yet he thought he could tell me to shut it after taking my car? Hell no! Fury boiled inside me.
“Seriously, Killian. You just told me to shut it. How about you kiss my ass?”
He shook his head slightly but said nothing.
I looked to Bri who was staying quiet for some damn reason. She loved to talk, yet here when Killian and his monster friend kidnapped us, she had nothing. Great. Just great.
