Exasperated with him, I stamp my foot on the ground and start to shout. “Killian! Tell me what the hell is going on! Tell me why you didn’t return Stefan’s phone calls and how Pakhan found out about the nuke and where you’ve been and what you’ve been doing since I last saw you and how you know I’m pregnant! And—most importantly—tell me who the hell you are!”
When he just stands there looking at me with his lips pulled between his teeth like he’s trying not to laugh, I growl, “What?”
“You literally stamped your foot on the ground.”
“So?”
“I’ve never seen anyone do that in real life. It’s kind of adorable.”
“Oh my God,” I say loudly, glaring at him. “Naz was right. You really are the most irritating man on earth.”
He waves a hand in the air. “Don’t be silly. I’m amazing.” Then he steps
