Page 16 of Abigail's King
I’d never felt this way with a man before. I’d had my share of boyfriends, but none of them had been there for me. They were only there for themselves. They were just looking to find a way to boost their own modelling career or make money off the back of mine. Kye wasn’t like that. I knew he had said I was just a job and he would do whatever it took to keep me safe, but he cared. This wasn’t a man just doing his job. This man holding me now was a man that truly cared about how I was feeling and wanted to make it better.
I wanted to find out more about Kye. Why had he left home? How had he ended up kidnapping Sienna? Why was he alone? I wasn’t sure he would answer any of these questions, but I needed to coax him out of his shell.
“So, what about you? How did you end up here working for King’s?”
I felt him slightly tense up beneath me. I took my second chance of the day and slowly moved my hand across his chest to relax him. He took in a deep breath. I wasn’t sure if it was the kind you did before answering a difficult question or one because of the effect I was having on him. I knew I was. It was obvious how our closeness was affecting him, but I wasn’t about to comment or make a move, even though I wanted to. I knew it was too soon. There was so much Kye was holding back on. I felt him relax under my hand again.
“Not much to tell, really. I left home at seventeen, and as I said, things weren’t good with my family. Got mixed up with the wrong crowd. Did a lot of things I wasn’t proud of, but made me a hell of a lot of money. Kidnapped Sienna. Saved her by stopping a bullet meant for her. Jayden and Mason kept me out of jail and offered me a job. That’s my life, really.”
Wow. I knew he held his life close to his chest, but he was a completely closed book. He wasn’t going to give anything away. He still hadn’t answered the one question I wanted answering though: why was he alone? I hadn’t specifically asked him, but hoped he would answer. I was just about to ask when he spoke again.
“And before you ask the next question going around your head, I haven’t found a woman that wanted to stay with me. They have always been in love with someone else.”
There was sadness in his voice. One that I desperately wanted to take away. I wanted to say that this woman right here in his arms wanted to stay with him. I wanted to admit that I had already fallen for him and there was no going back for me. I had never been this spontaneous, but there was something about Kye that made me want him. Made me want to be with him and take away all the pain he was feeling. Right now, though, I would take this. Just lying with him in his arms. The events of the day and the alcohol must have taken over my body, because before I knew it, the warmth of his body and the blanket lulled me to sleep.
