“Jesus, dude. You’ve got it bad. Must be that luck of the Irish thing.”
With a light chuckle, I shook my head. “None of that matters to me.”
“So go after her. What’s the problem?”
Looking at my older brother, I frowned. I’d always been close to both my brothers. They may act like jerks sometimes, but they had hearts of gold. “She thinks I’m in love with Savannah and that she’ll always be second best to that.”
“Is she right?”
The guilt was still there, but it was slowly slipping away day by day. “No. It’s the opposite. When I was with Kilyn, she brought out emotions I’d never felt before. My body craved her in a way I’d never experienced before.”
Nicholaus nodded his head. “Not even with Savannah?”
“Nope, not even with her. Hell, I even found myself saying things to Kilyn in Greek. I never once uttered a word to Savannah in Greek.”
Nicholaus chuckled. “Damn, dude, that was the first thing I discovered with women. You speak to them in another language and those panties are falling to the floor.”
I wasn’t going to argue with him on that. By the look in Kilyn’s eyes, I knew it turned her on even more.
“So, what are you going to do?”
With a shrug, I looked back out as I grabbed the gun. “At first I thought I would give her time. But yesterday I found out she left the gym we both worked out at and her business partner and best friend let it slip that she was also moving. She’s doing whatever she can to put distance between us.”
“That sucks, dude.”
It did suck. But I knew in my heart Kilyn was the one. I felt it deep in my soul. “I don’t want to rush with this. I need her to know that I’m one hundred and ten percent committed to her and that Savannah is my past.” With a slight smile, I nodded my head. I was going to fight for her. Fight with everything I had in me. “My future only belongs to Kilyn.”
My brother stared at me for the longest time before he scrunched his face up. “What the fuck dude . . . when did you turn into a pussy?”
With a chuckle, I pushed him on the arm. “Fuck off, asshole. You’re jealous because I have not only the good looks but the words for the ladies.”
“Please. I’ve gotten more pussy in the last year than you have in your lifetime.”
Narrowing my eyes, I asked, “And that makes you happy?”
“It certainly makes my dick happy. Who wants to argue with a happy dick?”
“Uh . . . your unhappy heart?”
Lifting his gun, he aimed and smiled. “At least I’m not the one who has to tell Mom you’re in love with an Irish girl.”
When he fired the rifle, I turned and watched the elk drop right on the spot. I wasn’t sure how in the hell that thing didn’t hear us talking . . . or maybe it did and couldn’t of cared less.
Glancing my way, he flashed me a smile and winked. “Looks like it was my lucky day.”
“How do you like everything?” Claire asked as she stood in my kitchen with Blake.
I glanced around my finished cabin. Everything was perfect and, in some small way it, felt like a piece of Kilyn was in every room.
“It looks great. Is um, is Kilyn not going to be here today?”
Claire looked away. “Um. Normally she would be here but—”
The doorbell rang and Claire breathed a sigh of relief as I made my way over to answer it. When I opened it and saw her, my heart skipped a beat and my stomach dipped.
“Kilyn.”
With a forced smile, she stood a bit taller. “I’m sorry I was late. I wasn’t sure I would be able to make it.”
Feeling like an idiot for standing there, I opened the door wider and motioned for her to come in. After a moment of hesitating, she walked in. She quickly smiled from ear to ear as she took in the finished cabin.
“Claire and Blake are in the kitchen,” I said.
I followed her as she walked around the corner and into the kitchen. When she gasped, I smiled. Claire had made the off comment that the kitchen was exactly like the one Kilyn had wanted for her own house someday. I knew then that Kilyn had put more into this design than she would ever admit.
“It’s beautiful. Blake, your guys did a great job as usual.”
Blake grinned. “Well, they had a good plan to work off of. Are the colors what you envisioned? I know sometimes they can look different once they’re up and in the house.
Kilyn shook her head. “No, they’re perfect. Exactly how I imagined it.”
After quickly touring each room, Kilyn walked back into the kitchen with a satisfied smile. “Everything looks perfect.”