I’ve sworn off blond men but he’s the kind of guy that’d make a girl reconsider her preference of dark versus fair hair.
One look at his face when the beautiful redhead with the blue eyes walked down the aisle toward him and I knew Deb didn’t have a chance. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anybody as in love as those two.
Maybe mine and Killian’s love story will play out well too and one day I’ll be in his arms in a pretty white dress.
It’s way too soon for this but with the epiphany of Ray cheating him on that coin toss, I can’t help but fantasize about what might’ve been. What might still be, thankfully. I feel like we’re incredibly lucky we got this second chance.
It’s a small reception, but the banquet room has beautiful people, including Dario’s older brother, who is celebrity hall pass material in the gorgeous department. He has a beautiful wife, too. Everything was picture-perfect for the couple.
While Killian has been busy with his security problems for his clubs, I’ve been keeping busy with my job and my newfound social life, not to mention my love life. He’s made time to get up early and drive me to work all but twice and we’ve only had dinner together twice this week, but once was last night at his club by the airport that I hadn’t been to yet. He had a driver pick me up from his place and drop me off to him.
I haven’t gone back to my apartment. I haven’t said anything else about moving into my own place and neither has he.
I’ve just been swept into this new life that feels like a fantasy.
Monday and Wednesday, Killian’s brother Will drove me to work. He’s a super-sweet guy and I like him a lot.
The other day, Susanna picked me up after work and we went shopping for me to buy a dress for this wedding as well as for dinner and a movie and then she came up to see the apartment and say hello to him.
She loved that Killian gave me a credit card, insisting I buy a dress for the wedding because I felt like none of the ones he bought me already were right for the wedding. Too sexy, I thought. I wanted to make a good impression on his friends. I didn’t love the credit card so much, especially when I saw it was in my own name, but it was something he’d get the bill for. But he insisted he wanted me to have pretty things, waving it off.
“What if you and I don’t work out?”
“Then I’d cancel the card. But why wouldn’t we work out? You ready for greener pastures?” he teased.
“You know what I mean,” I said. “I’m not like that… looking to spend your money frivolously.”
He kissed me as he stuck the card in my back pocket and then swatted my butt, telling me to use the card for whatever I wanted.
“You said Raymond put you in debt? I want you to use your paycheck to pay off your debts. Anything else you need or want, use that card.”
“No. I’m not doing that; I’ll pay my own way.”
He notched an eyebrow. “You want a spanking?”
“Maybe,” I said, not meaning it in a sexual way, but then it went sexual, because he slapped my butt and then went down on me.
Just before I was ready to climax, he stopped and looked up at me. “Buy a dress. Use the card. Pay your debts off.”
“Kill…”
“Or maybe I don’t let you finish…” he teased, kissing my hip.
I laughed.
And then he made me come.
I’m not planning on using his card for anything other than the dress. Spankings or not.
When Susanna and I got back to his place after dinner and shopping, he was home from work, on the couch, his laptop out, in just a pair of sweatpants. I thought my bestie was going to expire on the spot. She grabbed my hand and gulped in air.
“Put a shirt on, sir, or your girl’s best friend might lose control and attempt to ravish you. Then my bestie would throw me off your balcony. Hurry. Quick.” She covered her eyes and waited while Killian did what he was told, looking at me with mischief in his eyes.
Between the condo and my shirtless new guy, Susanna’s eyes bulged repeatedly as she gave me looks – looks that I knew how to decipher. She was not jealous. Susanna was ecstatic for me. She wanted this for me.
He invited me to take her on a tour. When she and I stepped into the walk-in closet in the master bedroom and she saw my clothes taking up less than a quarter of the space on the hers side, she grabbed me by both shoulders and said, “If you try to slow things down with this relationship, I will drug you, bound and gag you, hide you in this massive closet, and take your place. I am not joking. You’re nuts if you don’t soak every bit of this in.”