Killian by Brenda Rothert

Author:Brenda Rothert [Rothert, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sports, Romance, Hockey
Publisher: Silver Sky Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2015-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

Sidney

I’d been staring at the text I’d written to Killian off and on for the last twenty four hours, never working up the nerve to hit send.

Me: Can you come by my place tonight to talk?

I had been about to send it when I stopped. Damn him. He’d thrown a childish fit and stormed out of my office. He was the one who should be texting me.

Just then Nicole walked into my office, a greeting card in her hand.

“Sympathy card for Lenny Marino. He lost his mother a few days ago.”

I knitted my brows together and waved her over. “I didn’t know that.”

“I’m sorry, I should’ve told you.”

“No, I didn’t mean it like that. Thanks for picking up the card.” I took the pen she held out and scrawled my signature on the card.

“My list is done. What else can I do?” she asked. “The dry cleaning isn’t ready yet.”

Since I’d dressed her down over her outfit, Killian, and her general laziness, Nicole had been a model employee. I was relieved to finally have a decent assistant.

“Sounds like you’re done for the day,” I said. “And if you want to go home this weekend, book a flight on my credit card. I don’t expect you to stay here every weekend.”

“It’s fine.” She picked up the card, took the pen and left my office.

Did she think I was bothered by her frosty attitude? I wasn’t. At all.

But my fight with Killian had been on my mind constantly. I’d tossed and turned for hours in bed last night. No matter how hard I tried to step back and see what I’d done wrong, I couldn’t come up with anything.

We needed to talk about it. I grabbed my phone and pressed send. If he didn’t respond, I’d know where I stood with him.

My phone dinged with a return text just a few seconds later.

Killian: I’ll be there. Is six okay?

I breathed out a sigh of relief and wrote back that it was.

Though it was earlier than I ever left work, my focus was shot. I powered down my computer, grabbed my stuff and headed out.

As I made dinner this time my mood was more somber than it had been the last time I’d known Killian was coming over. Mechanically, I prepared the scallops and the salad, my mind wandering.

Hopefully I wasn’t assuming too much by making dinner. I was still mad, and he probably was, too. But I was hungry, dammit, and he didn’t have to eat if he didn’t want to.

The doorbell rang, and I took a fortifying breath before walking into the foyer to answer it.

I opened the door and looked Killian over. His expression was unreadable.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

“That’s why I texted you.”

“Smartass.”

I stepped aside and he came in. When I closed the door, we regarded each other in silence.

“I didn’t ask you over here so I could beg for forgiveness,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. “But since I made the first move, I’ll let you say what you want to say first.

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