Kane's Ransom: A BWWM Mafia Romance Novel by Samantha Westlake

Author:Samantha Westlake [Westlake, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-01-14T05:00:00+00:00

PART TWO

"Don't mistake my kindness for weakness. I am kind to everyone, but when someone is unkind to me, weak is not what you are going to remember about me."

AL CAPONE, CHICAGO OUTFIT CRIME BOSS

Chapter sixteen

As he headed out of the hotel, riding the elevator silently down to the lobby, Killian kept on lifting his fingers up to brush against the spot on his cheek where he'd felt Alicia's lips brush against him. He knew that he ought to be thinking about the meeting he was headed to, but he couldn't seem to keep his mind off of that little bit of contact.

Was there something there? Did he want there to be? Killian felt unsure and conflicted - and that sense of uncertainty deeply worried him.

He knew that there were half a dozen reasons why it wouldn't work, why he shouldn't even consider the question. He listed them on his fingers as the elevator dropped down to the ground floor.

First, the question of age. Alicia was what, in her thirties? She looked amazing for her age, he did have to admit, remembering the slim lines of her body in her outfit whenever she served him as a waitress. And he did his best to keep himself in shape - but that wasn't enough to fully overturn the issue with their differing ages.

Even more than their different ages, however, they simply came from different worlds. Alicia had grown up here, in the heart of the ghetto, in abject poverty. She'd done incredibly well, fighting her way out of that trap, but it was still far different from the healthy status of Killian's own bank account, how accustomed he'd grown to having money.

And really, what could he offer her, if she wanted a relationship with him? He was secluded, with no friends, and a little house, almost as small as her own. He imagined that she'd want someone young, her own age, someone who would take her out and show her a good time. Killian sniffed. To him, staying home and cooking some food, then maybe watching a movie or playing some board games, sounded like a perfectly good time.

The elevator dinged as he arrived at the ground floor, and Killian hastily swept his mind clear. He needed to focus, needed to think about who he'd be meeting with next. He was about to set foot on turf that he'd done his best to avoid for the last few years. And the man he'd called, the man he would be meeting with? Just a week previously, Killian would have rather stepped on his own fingers than tell that man anything.

The valet nodded to him and hurried off to fetch Killian's car, while he waited outside the hotel's front entrance. His stomach growled at him, and he realized that lunchtime had come and gone. Would Alicia want food? He wouldn't mind if she used the room service to get food, as long as she stayed safe.

Once his car arrived, Killian slipped behind the wheel of the Maserati, pulling away.

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