Chapter 118

Connor opened the door, his face a question mark. “What’s going on?”

Johnny hustled me into the room. “There was an incident.”

Connor smirked at me. “Lily, did you slap somebody?”

“I wish I had,” I answered honestly.

He frowned, and Johnny made me recount exactly what had happened.

Connor listened the whole time with his arms crossed, his chin on one thumb, and his index finger crossing his lips. He stared deep into my eyes as I talked.

I don’t think he’d looked at me that intently the entire… um… 16 hours I’d known him.

…if you don’t count the last time we had sex.

After I was finished, he walked over to me, put his arms around me, and pulled me in tight.

“Are you okay?” he asked quietly.

“Yes,” I said, and leaned my head against his chest. I could hear his heartbeat – a deep, powerful pulse that made me feel comforted and safe, and at the same time made my own heart speed up.

I would have given anything just to stay there for hours, nestled protected in his arms.

“I’m sorry you had