Dear Killian (Love Letters 1)

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One Chance excerpt

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A curtain on the top floor of the east wing fluttered as Lennox turned the ignition off. And she just knew it was her mother. She could almost feel the animosity being shot at her.

“I had fun,” Lennox finally told her, pulling her from thoughts of what was to come.

Mentally shaking her head, she plastered a smile on her face, telling him, “It was really nice. Those wild flowers were beautiful too.”

“We could do it again,” he suggested taking her off guard.

“I think I would like that,” she told him, smiling.

“Good. I’ll be back day after tomorrow.” The shock on her face was mirrored back at her as he climbed from the vehicle and she saw her reflection in the window.

As he opened her door, she squeaked out, “So soon?”

“Can’t let you think too hard about me not coming back, now can I.” It wasn’t a question. She would doubt he’d want to come back after everything she’d told him.

“Is this… Are we…” she didn’t know how to ask.

“Dating?” he finished for her. Nodding her head, he told her, “No.” Disappointment slammed her like a ton of bricks. “Dating is for kids. We’re in a relationship Sophia.”

“Relationship.” She repeated again. “I thought that came after the dating?” she had no idea about any of those things. She was such a novice.

“For some, sure. I’m too old for that shit Soph. I know what I want. And what I want you’re not ready for, so compromising is what I’ll have to do.”

“This is a compromise?”

“Yup,” it was hard not to laugh at his smug smile.

Shrugging her shoulder, she could try and go with it, “Okay.”

Walking up the steps to her front door, his hand on her back, she felt cherished. A feeling she could definitely get used to.

“Thursday six o’clock, be ready Soph.” He told her as he leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek. His lips left an imprint as he pulled away.

“What will we do?” she wanted to know how she should dress. She loved wearing frilly dresses, but she had a feeling she wouldn’t always be able to with him.

“Dinner and a movie maybe,” he told her. “Goodnight sweet Sophia,” he brought her hand to his mouth for one last kiss before opening the door for her to go inside. As it shut she had the most amazing feeling of anticipation she’d ever felt before.