KILLIAN.
I can sense her eyes closing.
I sensed her muscles loosening as sleep pulled her consciousness away from me and the situation I’ve put her in. And it makes me furious.
This soft creature shouldn’t let her guard down. Not around a stranger. Not around me. My fists start to clench, but I stop the urge. I’m in control.
I’m always in f*****g control.
My fingers curl around another handful of popcorn and I shove it into my mouth. I know my anger is misplaced. I told her to relax. Told her I wouldn’t hurt her. She’s done nothing wrong. Except trust me.
She should absolutely not trust me. Her body finally gives up the fight, and her head lolls to the side. Her lips nearly brushed the backs of my fingers.
Her breath is a warm caress on my skin, and for too long I watch her. Stare
