Walking up to me, Thano cupped my face with his hands, causing me to hold my breath. “Kilyn, you are nothing like my grandmother.”
Jetting my lip out in a pout, I went to talk when Thano ran his thumb across my lips and shook his head.
“If you reminded me of my grandmother, I wouldn’t be able to do this.” Pressing his lips to mine, I quickly got lost in the kiss. There was something about them that swept me off my feet and left me breathless. I’d never in my life experienced those feelings before. I could get used to it.
When he finally pulled back, I sucked in a rush of air. Thano leaned his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. “What are you doing to me, Kilyn?”
My throat grew thick as it hit me all at once. I was falling for Thano. I was falling hard.
“I could ask the same thing,” I mumbled.
His lips kissed my forehead while he intertwined his fingers with mine. “Let’s head back downstairs to the main house; it’s getting cold in here.”
Not saying a word, I let him guide me back down the stairs and through the house. I had a very strong feeling Thano was the dominant type. Both in and out of bed. Yet, he did it in such a caring way, so much so that I was slowly letting my guard down. Inch by inch I lowered the wall and let him climb a little more over it.
Would I be able to let it down completely?
I had no idea. All I knew was, for the first time since Peter stole my innocence, I was ready to open my broken and fragile heart up again.
I prayed Thano would guard it.
MY HEART WAS pounding as I led Kilyn over to the fireplace. “Let me go grab some pillows from the bedroom.”
She barely nodded her head as she looked into my eyes. It was like I was looking into a mirror. Her eyes wore the same nervous look as mine. There was something else in them. Sadness. I wanted desperately to know why that sadness was there. She tried hard to hide it, but it was always there.
Releasing her hand, I quickly walked to the master bedroom and grabbed the pillows off of the bed before walking to the closet. For some reason, I brought up extra pillows and blankets the last time I stayed and I was thankful I did.
As I walked back into the living room, my phone and Kilyn’s went off with a warning.
I stopped walking as a feeling of dread washed over my body. Dropping everything to the floor, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone.
WEATHER WARNING.
A WINTER STORM WARNING HAS BEEN ISSUED FOR YOUR AREA.
Glancing up, I couldn’t help but notice the panicked look on Kilyn’s face. “Maybe we should head out.”
My eyes darted over to the fire I had made. “The fire. I can’t leave until it goes out.”
She nodded while chewing on her lip. “Let me hook up to your Wi-Fi and pull up the weather.”
Reaching for the pillows and blanket, I headed over to the fireplace and spread them out on the floor. First thing on the list was furniture.
“Oh, Thano. Look!”
Kilyn handed me her phone and all I saw was snow covering the area we were in. We both looked out the window. “When in the hell did it start snowing? We were just out there!” I said as I rushed over and threw the door open. The wind was blowing like crazy.
Kilyn walked up next to me and asked, “Do you think we can beat it if we leave after the fire goes out?”
“We’re going to try.”
A gust of wind blew and all I heard was a loud crack and then the sound of a tree hitting something. Kilyn screamed and slammed her body into mine. “What in the hell was that?”
Wrapping my arm around her, I brought her back into the house and shut the door. “I’m not sure. We need to try and get this fire out so we can get the hell out of Dodge.”
Kilyn and I raced around the house looking for anything to fill up with water. I’d clean out the damn fireplace later. We needed to get home before this stuff stuck.
Fuck. Why in the hell did I bring my car and not my truck?
Kilyn came back down from upstairs and shook her head. “There’s nothing. Usually the builders leave trash somewhere.”
“They cleaned up yesterday since nothing else needed to be done. Shit.” Pushing my hand through my hair, I let out a frustrated sigh. “Wait. I have a bucket in the garage.”
Racing out the side door, I came to an abrupt stop at the sight before me.
“Holy shit.”
“Oh no,” Kilyn mumbled from behind me. “There’s a tree . . . on your pretty sports car.”