Charming Asshole (Killer of Kings 3)

June was speechless, and turned on all over again. He was still inside her body, their connection more intimate now that the urgency of their desire had settled.

“Where is home?” she whispered.

“Not here, I know that for sure,” he said. “You and Killian love the ocean, eh?”

She nodded. “It doesn’t matter though. I just want somewhere safe, somewhere we can put down roots as a family.”

“I want that, too,” said Killian. “I’m going to talk to Viper. Boss had me help find him a waterfront place a while back. You might like that town.”

June couldn’t imagine raising Killian in an urban condo, so she was open to other ideas. All she cared about was getting settled so she could focus on being a good mother.

“I don’t care where we go, Killian. Every town has restaurants and bars. I’ll be able to find new work.”

He scoffed. “Are you fucking kidding me, babe? From this day on, you’re my woman, and that means you’ll be taken care of. You deserve the world, and I’m going to give it to you—and our son.”

“I hope our son will be okay with all the changes,” she said. It felt weird, but good, to say “our son” because she’d always been a single mother with the weight of the world on her shoulders.

It would be nice to have a partner to raise Killian, but also to give her the love and security she desperately craved.

He helped her off the bike, and then he zipped up and joined her. “Come here,” he said, taking her hand.

They walked to the edge of the cliff, and June backed up when they got too close.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you.” He pulled her into his embrace and held her close, pressing her cheek to his chest as he kissed the top of her head. “And I’m never letting go.”

Then he bent down on one knee, holding her hips in his hands.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I never had a father, so I’m not sure what the fuck I’m supposed to do. No one tossed me a ball or helped with my homework. All I can do is promise you I’ll do my best, every single day.”

“You’ll be a great father, Killian, I know it.”

He smirked. “I’m not afraid of anything. Never have been. But I’m scared to death of doing this wrong.”

“We’ll do it together.”

He cupped her ass and rubbed his face against her swollen mound. “And you. I know exactly how to take care of you, beauty.” Then he took her hands and kissed them. “I’m going to love you and take of you exactly how a man should. How I should have.”

Killian reached into his back pocket and pulled out a small brown leather pouch. He fiddled with it, finally revealing a Celtic designed gold ring and a huge princess cut diamond.

She stared in awe, not even making a connection to what was happening. The ring looked like something that belonged on the finger of a movie star, not her, not June Harris.

“Will you marry me, June?”

She was speechless, her mouth agape with no sound coming out.

He exhaled. “I know I’m not what you hoped for. I’m not that college graduate. I’m not a good man. But I’ll love you hard for the rest of my life.”

“Yes,” she managed to blurt out. June tugged his shirt to get him to his feet. “Yes.”

Killian slipped the ring on her ring finger, and then kissed her on the mouth with so much passion her knees nearly gave out. “You’re mine. And soon you’ll be my bride.”

She couldn’t believe this was happening. How many nights had she dreamed of this? But it was real. Killian had come for her, and the hardcore bad boy was ready to love her for the rest of his life. It was surreal.

They rode into town on the Harley. Killian wanted to grab a quick bite to eat, and then he was going to drive her back to Bain and Scarlett’s house for a couple days. She didn’t want him to come back to help Killer of Kings because she was terrified something would happen to him, but he assured her the threat was gone, and it was only a matter of damage control. She could sacrifice a couple days for the sake of forever.

Once they parked in front of the coffee shop, a cruiser drove by and stopped beside them. It was Daniel, that jerk that wanted in her pants. She wondered if he suspected anything off about Killian. Her heart began to race as too many scenarios flashed in her head, many with Killian behind bars or worse.