Chapter 93

"I was thinking about you, Brynn Kelly,” Killian says to Brynn, leaving her stunned and speechless. She didn’t know what to make of his shameless words.

She raised her gaze to wet his, and Killian stared back unabashedly because his eye narrowed down on her and turned dark, which made Brynn’s inside melt in a puddle of silver gray traps that were his eyes.

Before she could get more sucked into it. She turned away from his eyes, which felt like a never-ending whirlpool. “ um… I’ll make you a plate,” she suggested.

Killian didn’t say anything but a nod as he watched her get to work, taking charge of this space like she had been here for the past three years and not just in his dreams. And Killian should pinch himself and remember to breathe.

And when her back turned away from him to get bacon from the fridge, he assured himself that this wasn’t a dream and that Brynn was here making breakfast for him right now.

“I’m sorry about how yesterday went, and if I acted any way toward you, I’m