"I was thinking about you, Brynn Kelly,” Killian says to Brynn, leaving her stunned and speechless. She didn’t know what to make of his shameless words.
She raised her gaze to meet his, and Killian stared back unabashedly before his eyes narrowed down on her and turned dark, which made Brynn’s insides melt in a puddle of a silver-gray trap that was his stormy gaze.
Before she could get more sucked into it, she turned away from his eyes, which felt like a never-ending whirlpool. “Um… I’ll make you a plate,” she suggested.
Killian didn’t say anything but nodded as he watched her get to work, taking charge of this space like she had been here for the past three years and not just in his dreams. Killian should pinch himself and remember to breathe.
And when her back turned away from him to
