~ TESS ~
I don’t even get the chance to watch Killan walk out the door.
The moment the men head for the exit, Lyra grabs my arm and pulls me toward the couch with a conspiratorial whisper, “Hurry up and sit down. Now that they’re gone, you can tell me everything. I want details—every last one.”
Reluctantly, I trail after her, my mind scrambling to find the right words. She’s been throwing questions at me all night, casually at first—what’s he like, how does he treat you—but as the evening wore on, her curiosity sharpened, shifting into something far more... explicit. At first, I’d laughed it off. I mean, I had asked Killan to take me on his desk just the night before. It’s not like I was shy about it.
But now? Now, I find myself hesitating.
Because those moments—his hands on me, his b
