“Do I have a choice?”
“Hayley and Liam are going to take your car to go work their shit out and you are going with me.”
“No, Killian, I’m not. You can’t boss me around.”
“Get in my car, Liri.” He crowds my space, boxing me in. The scent of his musky cologne coupled with his grape bubblegum breath makes my knees go weak, but I’m pissed.
“No. Whatever you need to say just say it. I saw you with that girl back there.”
“I shoved her away. She’s some chick I knew a long time ago. When I saw you walking away, I jumped in my car and came straight here to this spot.”
“How many other girls will there be who think they can just kiss you or fuck you whenever they decide to throw themselves at you.”
“A lot.” He throws his hands up. “Happy?”
“I can’t be second best or your current hookup. I won’t do it. I deserve better than how you treated Jackie.”
“She wasn’t pregnant by me. It was Woodrow or Ben. You can ask her. That’s why she was there so you could hear the truth straight from both of us. Woodrow too.”
“You could have told me that yourself.”
“She didn’t want anyone to know.”
“Then why did you give her the money?”
“What?”
“Why would you pay for her to do something like that if you didn’t think there was a chance, Killian?”
“Maybe you’re right. Maybe I thought there could be a tiny chance, but you can’t hold that against me.”
I want to. I want to drive off in my car and never see him again.
“Liri, please. I’ve never begged anyone for a damn thing a day in my life, but I will get down on my knees for you.” And he does. Killian drops to his knees. “I’m falling for you, Liri Hart.”
I suck in a breath and take in his words as I gaze into his eyes. I don’t know if I see the truth there or if I am fooling myself into pretending.
“Please, Liri. Get. In. The. Car.”
There’s this quote that says our hearts eat lies when they are hungry. Mine is hungry for him.
For his love.
Chapter 30
Liri
I hand my keys off to Liam and follow Killian to his car. I slide into the passenger seat and my seatbelt is sticking again. Killian reaches across me, and I look into his eyes wondering if everyone else is as crazy for each other as we are. He moves in to kiss me, and I hold my hand up between our faces.
His expression falls and he looks pale.
“Some skank just had her tongue rammed so far down your throat she could probably taste what you had for dinner.”
“I didn’t want her to kiss me.”
“I know that, but it doesn’t mean that I want your mouth on mine after being on hers.”
“Okay.”