Chapter 61
SPENCER
Kiera rested her head heavy against my back as we rode back to the house. Between the dig through the files, the clean-up, and the… everything else we’d gotten up to, she had to be exhausted.
I tried not to worry about how quiet she’d gotten as the night crept on. It wasn’t unusual for her when she was sleepy. But what we’d just done had changed everything, and it wasn’t easy to fight back the doubt.
Did I push her too far?
It certainly didn’t seem like it when she was begging me to go faster. But I’d keep an eye on her anyway over the next few days. Just to be safe.
Once we were down the driveway with the kickstand down, Kiera grabbed my shoulders, squeezing tight as she swung her leg over the bike. I followed suit, leaning back against the bike and grabbing her hand. “Can we talk, Bunny?”
The way her nose scrunched at the nickname always filled me with a hum of excitement. She was adorable, fiery, stunning, sexy — and now, to some degree, she was mine.
“What’s up?” she murmured, wiping the sleep from her eye as I pulled her closer. Standing between my legs, she was almost eye-level with me. And the urge to close the distance between us again roared through my chest.
Not here. Not in front of the house.
I needed to regain my composure, but it was impossible not to smile every time I saw Kiera. Smirking, I shook my head. “What are we telling Leo?”
Her head tilted back, eyes shut as she let out a sigh. “Oh god. I really don’t want to think about that right now.”
“I know,” I cooed, stroking a loose strand of curly red behind her ear. “But we need to be on the same page, for everyone’s sake.”
Kiera bit her lip. Fuck was that distracting. But I forced my gaze up to her glittering emerald eyes as she shrugged. “I mean, maybe we should keep it to ourselves? For now?”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah…” she shook her head. “I’m not embarrassed about what happened, to be clear. I mean like… maybe I should be embarrassed about how public that was? But it was kind of fun. I’m definitely not embarrassed about the you part.”
“Kiera.” I stroked her lip with my thumb, bringing the nervous babble to a stop as she looked up at me with those big, doe eyes. “I’m not offended.”
“Okay, good,” she gulped, trying to regain her composure. “I just think you might be right about Leo being a bit more… delicate. And I don’t want to give her the wrong impression. In either direction.”
I raised my eyebrows at the last comment, feeling my cheeks lift into a wide smile. “Damn, Bunny, you move fast.”
“Oh, shut it.” She blushed, shoving her palm against my chest. “You’re the one who said I’ve been giving her a look. Don’t know why you’re acting surprised.”
Letting my hands drop to her hips, I gave her a squeeze. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just consider yourself lucky that I like to share.”
Leo and I had slept with the same girl before, but usually it was a one-night threesome. Not like this. And certainly not with someone like Kiera. But we’d have to figure it out one way or another, because I’d be damned if I got in the way of what Kiera wanted.
She tried to hide it, but I could see the smile on her face as the idea sunk in, along with flickers of whatever dirty fantasy it had brought along. I’d have to ask her all about it in the morning. But it was late, and it had been a long day. It was time to get my Bunny off to bed.
Pressing a quick kiss against her forehead, I stood up and grabbed her hand before heading for the door. “Come on.”
We kept quiet as we crept through the foyer and up the staircase. I barely knew what time it was anymore, but accidentally waking the beast would be a sour way to end this perfect night. Kiera kept close behind me as we tiptoed down the hall and toward her bedroom.
As the door creaked open, I had half a mind to follow her through the threshold and make a permanent home in her bed. It had barely been two hours since we finished, and I was already ready for more. If I could only have Kiera like that for the rest of my life, I would die a happy woman.
But the poor girl needed to rest. And I needed to remember that I was an experiment, not her girlfriend. There’s still a lot of time for this to go south…
“I had a lot of fun tonight.” She rocked on her heels in the doorway, blushing as she looked up at me.
“Me too,” I smiled, warmth creeping through my chest and relaxing the tension in my shoulders. It would have been okay, of course, if she changed her mind. I promised her it would.
But I’d made that promise knowing that it was my heart on the line. And I couldn’t help feeling relieved that the sucker was still in one piece, if only for tonight.
As she lingered in the doorway, I could read the want in her eyes clear as day. Reaching out a hand to cradle her head, I pulled her in for one last kiss, trying to memorize the warmth of her lips and the soft caress of her tongue.
Pulling away felt like a knife straight to the gut, but I smiled anyway. “Goodnight, Kiera.”
“Goodnight, Spencer.” She blushed, slow to close the door as I disappeared down the dark hallway.
Once I was out of her view, I didn’t have to keep myself together anymore. A giddy grin tugged at my cheeks as I pumped my fist in the air. Holy fucking shit. Did that really just happen?
Leo and I had teased about it for weeks, but even when Kiera had caught us in the living room, I was never convinced anything would happen between us. Even if she realized she wasn’t straight, what were the odds that she would go for me?
I drifted into my room like a love-drunk teenager, plopping back onto my bed with a sigh. “Fuck, that girl is special.”
Whatever other uncertainties loomed on the horizon, I knew that much to be true.
“Fuck.” Taking a deep breath, I scrubbed my palms over my face. Things were about to get so much more complicated. She was our captive, first of all, and I had a feeling Dom wouldn’t appreciate me playing with my food.
And then there was the Leo of it all. I’d never kept a secret this big from her, let alone one living right under her nose. When she found out — if she found out — would she be able to forgive me?
And Kiera. I’d told her I was safe to try things with, and I needed that to be true. Which meant that I needed to keep my shit together around her. But even if she didn’t know it, she had my heart in her palm, and I couldn’t help fearing how easy it would be for her to crush it.
Enough brooding. I slapped my cheeks to snap myself out of it. There would be time to worry tomorrow. But tonight, in this one, quiet moment, I would let myself enjoy this small miracle instead of agonizing about when it would be taken away.