Completion Chapter 15

The entire day was glorious. We watched a movie after dinner and when the movie was over, we walked hand in hand to his bedroom. I’d lost count of how many tis we’d had sex that day. My body ached in all the right places, and I was surprised when he settled in close and turned off the light.

"Tomorrow could be difficult for you," he said into the darkness.

His voice had that low, husky timbre that made think of sex. "Difficult how?"

His tone went serious, but stayed low. "I have a ga-day routine and it’s pretty intense. I don’t talk a lot and I need you to hang with it."

"I could go ho in the morning and go to the ga later. I really don’t need to be here."

He pulled in tighter. "I want you here."

"Okay. I’ll hang." I snuggled in as close as I could, glad I wouldn’t be leaving tomorrow.

With just a touch of light shining through the windows, I woke up to gentle suction on my nipple and Killian’s fingers delving between my thighs.

"Is this part of your ga-day routine?" My sleepy voice held a smile.

"Mmm, it is now." He raised his head and moved over . "I’ll see how I play today and decide if I’ll keep this new routine. We may need to change it up to just a blow job if it taxes my strength too much."

"You’re horrible," I laughed.

The slow warm glide of his cock cut off my laughter and I helped Killian start his ga day.

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He wasn’t kidding when he said he didn’t talk much. He’d warned , but it was difficult. Hard rock music blasted from unseen speakers throughout the house. I couldn’t get away from it. I finally walked out into the backyard where the sound was slightly below a roar and called Amanda.

"Did you get the tickets?" I asked.

"Yep, and we’re back in the skybox. Lyle and I decided to keep you as a friend even if you are dating a man far out of our league."

"No one is out of your league and you know it."

"Well, aren’t you sweet? But seriously, don’t forget us when you get absorbed into the flashy lifestyle of the rich and famous."

My laugh wasn’t very lighthearted. "You know this is short lived."

"What’s that supposed to an?" Amanda asked with a touch of pique in her voice. "Your romance just began and you’re already trying to end it?"

"It’s a fling. And-as my best friend, you know I never end it. The guys dump ."

"Two guys. It’s only been two and neither were good enough for you. I’m reserving judgnt on the football stud, but seriously, chances are he’s not good enough for you either."

"Stop, please. I’m refusing to let my heart get involved here and you’re not helping."

Scoffing laughter sounded from my cell phone. "That’s the biggest whopper you’ve ever told . If your heart wasn’t involved you wouldn’t be having sex with him."

I heard a noise and turned. Killian stood half in the doorway listening. He quickly backed up with a look on his face I couldn’t even begin to describe.

"Sorry, Amanda, I need to go."

She heard the trepidation in my voice and stopped laughing. "You okay?"

"Yes, I’m fine. I’ll see you at the ga." I clicked the end button sincerely hoping I was still attending the ga.

I went inside searching for Killian. The music shut off, leaving the house deathly quiet. A minute later, he walked past from the direction of his bedroom. He grabbed his car keys from the key holder before turning my way.

"I’m taking a ride. I’ll be back in ti to pick you up for the ga." He headed to the garage.

"Killian, I’m sorry."

He stopped, glanced over his shoulder, and pierced with his dark, intense eyes. "I can’t do this right now." His voice held no emotion whatsoever.

I stood frozen and watched him leave. Never had I thought I’d be the one to hurt him. He was Killian MacGregor and I was Rebecca Cavanaugh. We’d been together for a little over a week and it was too soon for the heavy feeling surrounding my heart.

Tears welled behind my eyes. If I really thought about it, Amanda was right. I wouldn’t have slept with Killian unless my heart was involved. Maybe if it ended now, I could avoid the months of devastation I’d felt after Greg dumped .

My mind stayed on Greg for a mont. He was barely a mory, and I couldn’t picture his smile. I’d never forget Killian’s. Protecting my heart was useless. The only consolation was that if Killian was upset, it had to an his heart was involved, too.

We’d had mind-blowing sex, made small talk, and gotten to know each other in small ways. What we hadn’t done is talk about our hopes or dreams. I thought it was too early for that kind of deep discussion, but Killian needed to know about the other two n before him. I’d planned babies with them, too. They consud , and I knew I was borderline co-dependent. Yes, I could stand on my own feet, support myself, and make my own decisions, but I seed to attach myself to guys too easily. They beca my world and the cloying part of my behavior chased them away. I knew my faults.

He returned two hours later. I waited, fully dressed, on the couch and stood when he entered. He went to his room, grabbed his sports bag, placed it on the kitchen counter, and walked over to .

I could actually feel myself trembling and tried to hide my fears behind a stoic expression. Killian’s hand ca out and hooked behind my neck, jerking into a hard kiss. Holding my hair and neck, he tilted my head to gain better access. His teeth nipped, and his tongue invaded and consud more than just my mouth.

I was his.

I sucked in needed air when he finally pulled back all of two centiters.

"That was not cool. You aren’t getting away that easily. Do you get it now?"

I couldn’t help my relieved smile. "I get it," I said against his lips.

He gave another mind-blowing kiss that had rising to my toes before he took my hand and walked out to his car. After he settled behind the wheel, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his thigh keeping it there the entire way to the stadium. Neither of us spoke; Killian needed to focus on his ga.

Security waved him through to the underground garage. It was much different than the day I attended the ga with my friends. As we walked inside, I could sense Killian was no longer on the sa ntal realm as , but he continued to hold my hand until he handed off to security. No kiss. No hug. Not one word.

Killian was in the zone.