Page 143 of Wicked Games

“You don’t have to do that. We both know it’s safe.”

“Will it make you feel better if I do?”

I nod. It’s embarrassing but seeing him check the room will help with the anxiety that’s been bubbling right under the surface of my skin since we walked out of his room.

He gives me a wink and does a thorough check of the room, and his seriousness helps me get over my embarrassment.

When he’s done, he sits on one of the deck chairs, and I strip off my clothes.

I can feel his eyes on me as I make my way to the deep end, and I wait for the panic to set in when I’m at the edge and staring into the water.

It doesn’t, and I sit my ass on the side and slide into the depths.

The water is a tad colder than the pool at the house, and instead of making me panic or freak out, I feel rejuvenated by the familiar sensations of being back in the water after so long.

Almost giddy with relief, I look over at Killian.

He’s grinning, and the proud expression on his face only adds to my confidence.

I quickly grab onto the side so I can push off and start my laps. I have a moment of fear when my head goes under the first time, but I remember Killian is sitting on the side watching, and it disappears before I’ve surfaced.

As soon as I do, I start my stroke and immediately fall into the rhythm of them. All the extra noise in my head quiets as I focus on each moment and forget about everything except how good it feels to be back in the water and how it’s all because I have the most amazing boyfriend I could have ever asked for.

“Babe?” Killian asks softly as I snuggle up to his side.

We just spent the better part of an hour having sex, and it was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It was sweet and gentle, and Killian spent most of the time worshipping my bodyand sucking me off until he got me so worked up I practically tackled him and rode his dick like a madman until we both came.

After swimming and sex, I’m officially exhausted.

“Yeah?” I try not to grin too hard. I love that he’s started calling me that, and I really love how natural it sounds.

“The stuff you said earlier, in front of the mirror.”

My smile falls. I’ve been waiting for him to bring this up since the words came out of my mouth.

I don’t remember much of my breakdown. I don’t even remember punching the mirror or picking up the shard. The guilt over what happened was overwhelming. I couldn’t stop thinking about Jace getting hurt because of me, and I snapped. The next thing I knew, Killian was bursting into the bathroom, and I was spilling my deepest, darkest thoughts to him.

“Do you still feel like that?” he asks.

“Not really. Sometimes I do, but not right now.”

“Will you promise to tell me when you feel like that so I can help you get through it?” He brushes a kiss against my forehead and hugs me a bit tighter. “Please?”

“I promise.” I rub my lips against his warm pec.

“Night,” he says softly. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I say, grateful he’s not pressing me on what happened earlier.

I know he has questions, but I’m not in the right place to answer them right now. I will, but not tonight.

He slips his finger under my chin and tips my face up for a kiss. I sigh against his lips and relax as more exhaustion creeps up on me. He pecks a little kiss against the tip of my nose, which makes me giggle like a damn tween, and tucks me back against his side.

I snuggle into him and close my eyes, sleep already overtaking me.

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