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My dad and immediate family are fine with our relationship, and it’s only a matter of time before Jasmine is out of our life. We’re no closer to figuring out who’s after Felix, but I can wash my hands of both William and Natalie, knowing they’re getting exactly what they deserve.

It’s not perfect, but it’s a win, and right now, we could really use one of those.

29

FELIX

It feelsweird to be going to bed in Killian’s room, but I don’t hate that he had my bag brought here after we arrived instead of sending it to my room.

Our bedrooms are in the west wing of the house and at opposite ends of the hall from each other. Our parents’ rooms are on a different floor and in the east wing, so we have all the privacy in the world once the staff goes home for the night.

Not that Killian gives a shit about privacy. He doesn’t care who sees us together, and I’ve gotten more hugs and kisses from him since I woke up this morning than I have in my entire life.

And the most incredible part is that no one seems to care. Killian casually told me how he confirmed to his dad that we’re together, and the twins haven’t stopped teasing me about how cute they think we are.

I know teasing is one of their love languages, and I love that they care enough to include me in their banter.

Killian’s extended family hasn’t batted an eyelash at our being together. The house staff has been smart enough to keep their gossip to themselves. Even my mother is okay with it. At least I think she is. The two-minute conversation I had with heran hour ago where she asked me a few questions about school and pretended to not notice that Killian was wrapped around me like a boa constrictor the whole time certainly made it seem like she’s fine with it.

Another thing I’ve discovered since we’ve been home is how much I love casual intimacy. I never thought I was into it before because it was never part of my life, but I can’t get enough of it now that I know how awesome it is, and I love how free Killian is with his affection.

I have no idea how we got here, but for the first time in forever, it feels like things are finally looking up for me.

“Are you tired?” Killian asks.

“Not really.”

“Do you want to go for a swim?”

I look at him sharply. “Swim?”

“Yeah, in the basement pool. I thought it might help you get your outlet back. I’ll sit with you while you do your laps, so you don’t have to worry about anything other than just swimming.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. And if it helps, we can do the same thing when we get back to school. We can’t let that asshole take away your safe place.”

“That’s…that means a lot. I’ve really missed it.”

“I get it. It’s your first love and your outlet. I go crazy when I don’t have a way to channel things, and as much as I’m loving all the other ways I’ve been tiring you out at night, it’s time you got yours back.”

“Not gonna lie, I’m also enjoying all those ways you’ve been tiring me out.”

He smirk-smiles. “Remember that when you’re done with your laps, and maybe we can fuck if you’re not too tired.”

I bark out a laugh. “I can promise you I’ll never be too tired to fuck.”

“I’m holding you to that.” He points at my bag. “Do you have a suit?”

“I didn’t pack one. Are you sure you want to do this?” I ask. “You won’t get bored watching me swim for an hour?”

“Nope, because I’ll spend the whole time thinking about all the ways I’m going to make you scream my name later.”

“I’ll also be thinking about that while I’m swimming, which will be super fun trying to dolphin kick with a boner.”

He laughs and goes to his dresser. “I have an old suit you can wear if you don’t want to get one from your room. It should fit you.” He digs a bright blue suit out of the drawer and tosses it to me.

“How the fuck did you fit in this?” I hold it up. “There’s no way you were able to squish your dick in it.”

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