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Thirty-Three

Killian

After the museum yesterday, Reign and I spent the rest of the day at the hill, under the stars.

She talked, I listened. When she started rambling a little too much I couldn’t help but smile and cut her off by grabbing her throat and kissing her.

When we got back to the house around midnight, I was going to let her go up to her room by herself for the night but Reign gave me those begging eyes that made her kind of look like Puss The Cat for a second and I couldn’t say no.

That girl and her goddamn eyes.

It was a struggle leaving her this morning but I had to before her mom or Kyra checked up on her. I told her I would see her for breakfast but she just murmured okay in a sleepy tone since she was kind of half asleep.

Ever since I started sleeping with Reign, I noticed I don’t have trouble staying asleep at night. I can sleep a full eight hours without tossing or turning when my body is next to hers. I don't wake up with a heavy beating heart or sweat on my forehead.

It’s around 8 in the morning which means breakfast should be ready. I don’t change out of the dark gray sweatpants I’m wearing and I just throw on a black hoodie so I don’t have my chest out.

When I walk inside the main house I see Reign sitting at the dining table with her grandma who’s drinking tea while smiling at Reign as she talks.

Reign has a certain glow on her face that wasn’t there before and it’s refreshing to see her smile actually mean something.

This morning she’s wearing her hair in a loose bun making me able to see all her features perfectly. She has a white tank top on and then a pair of black sweatpants.

She looks absolutely breathtaking.

I sit at the table next to Reign, my hand going on her thigh. I’m pretty sure that Reign blushes but I don’t tease her about it.

“Morning, Killian. How’d you sleep last night?” Kyra asks with a smirk on her face.

Too fucking good.

“Fine. And yourself?”

“Wonderful. You two got in late last night. Mind telling me what you were doing with my granddaughter here so late last night?” Kyra raises an eyebrow at me and Reign.

Reign blushes and tries to cover it with her hands.

“None of your business.” I say while gripping Reign’s thigh.

“Well then.” Kyra says before sipping her cup of tea.

I turn to look at Reign. “How’d you sleep?’

“Good. I had a certain pillow that was comfy to sleep on.” Reign says, giving me a teasing look. “I just wish you wouldn’t have to leave in the mornings.” She says in a hushed whisper but I know that Kyra is probably staring at us, observing every little look and touch.

Because I can’t help it, I push a fallen strand of Reign’s hair behind her ear.

“Why don’t you ever keep your hair up?”

Reign shrugs. “I don’t know. I like having my hair down. I feel prettier I guess.”

“You look beautiful in any way.”

Reign blushes again shyly. I love how easily I affect her.

“Do you have any plans today?”

“Do I ever?” I tease with a small smile, rubbing my thumb softly on her cheek.

“Well I wanted to-”

I hear footsteps making me let go of Reign. “Morning family.” Malcom walks in with a bright smile on his face, cutting Reign off.

This should be fucking good.

Malcom this morning looks happy, too fucking happy for my liking.

I all of a sudden have an unsettling feeling in my stomach and my heart feels like it’s just suddenly getting tighter and tighter, like something’s gripping it but I ignore it.

“Morning, papa.” Reign says, smiling at her dad as he sits next to her. “Where’s mama?”

“She’s coming down now.” He says in a calm voice. I expect him to be in a sour mood, especially since Reign and I weren’t home all day. Ever since France he hasn’t been up my ass like usual which does make me skeptical but I ignore the gut feeling just because then I won’t be able to enjoy my time with Reign. “How’d you sleep, Reign?”

“Good, what about you? You seem like you’re in a good mood this morning.”

“I am Reign.” Malcom smiles and then Lia walks inside the dining room with a smile on her face as well. Her eyes dart to me when she sits down and I look at Malcolm who’s staring at me. What the fuck. “I want to talk to you after breakfast, Killian.” Malcom says, not in a rude way or anything.

He actually has a pleasant fucking tone surprisingly.

“Why?”

Reign notices how I tense because I feel her hand slide onto my thigh and grab my hand.

“Well it seems like you aren’t leaving anytime soon. I want to get to know you more. Hangout and have some guy time. It’s been a while since I only live with girls.” This fucking guy. He’s got to be kidding. Reign strokes her thumb over my knuckles and I slowly feel tension leaving my body. “Just meet me after breakfast. I have a trail I want to go hiking on so I figured you should come with me.”

I don’t say anything at that.

Not like I have much of a choice.