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Forty-Three

Reign

Killian told me that we’re going on a date tonight.

It’s our second day here in the Caribbean.

Yesterday after we were done in the kitchen, we went upstairs and spent the rest of our night there. We only went back downstairs to make some food, but we ended up bringing it up to the bedroom.

The bedroom is so nice and big. He has black accents everywhere, kind of matching his plane.

I can’t help but wonder what his bedroom at his actual house looks like.

Killian told me has so many properties around the world like a few around Italy, one in Greece, here, and then an estate in California.

This morning we woke up early to do some training like usual. Training has become our regular thing. After training we took a shower together and Killian couldn’t keep his hands to himself.

He was going to fuck me, but I told him I needed a break because I think in the last three days, he’s fucked me a total of five times.

Three times on the plane, once in the kitchen, and once in the bedroom last night.

Plus, he hasn’t been using a condom either which I don’t mind but at the same time we need to be safe.

But I’m on birth control so I think we’re safe.

I still can’t help but have this uneasy feeling in my stomach.

Like I should be expecting something.

I went to the bathroom while Killian was eating breakfast and started throwing up. I remember looking in the mirror and feeling that same feeling. I also started to think about how I haven’t gotten my period for a while.

All of the thoughts ran through my head as I stared at myself in the mirror this morning.

I was in the bathroom for a good minute until Killian knocked on the door wondering why I was taking too long.

When I get back home, there is no doubt I will be taking a pregnancy test.

But for now, I want to enjoy my time with Killian and just pretend for a little while longer we’ll be okay.

But I should be fine I probably haven’t had my period because of stress maybe? My stomach looks normal.

I’m just trying to think positive because he can not have a baby under these circomestances.

Tonight, for dinner I’m wearing a dark blue bustier summer dress. It’s classy but casual and perfect for tonight's dinner. I have my hair in soft curls and put on light makeup.

Killian told me to meet him downstairs whenever I’m ready.

I walk downstairs and see no sign of Killian anywhere. I look in the kitchen, living room, foyer, and can’t find him anywhere.

My phone dings, making me look down.

Come outside.

I do as he says and walk outside, seeing him standing in front of a car.

A dark blue Ferrari.

It’s beautiful and matches the color of my dress.

“Good choice with the blue,” Killian says, smiling as I walk up to him.

I can’t help but blush. “Well, your favorite color is blue.”

Killian grabs my hand when I’m close enough, pulls me closer and presses his lips on mine.

I swear ever since he came back, he hasn’t let go of me. He is always touching me or wanting to touch me or have me near him.

My heart flutters.

Killian groans in my mouth and forces himself away from me. “God, you taste good.”

“What do I taste like?” I ask him with a teasing smile.

“You taste like you belong to me.”

I blush.

Again.

I can’t help it.

Something about Killian and how smooth his mouth always is makes me feel like a little girl with a school crush.

Killian laughs and he opens the door to the passenger side for me to get in.

When he gets in, he starts the car and drives off.

The drive is quick. We drove for about fifteen minutes until Killian parked the car in front of a hill with stairs leading up.

During the drive I kept looking up at the sky, admiring the stars. It’s such a perfect night for a dinner under the stars.

Killian opens my door and holds my hand.

We walk up the stairs and when we reach the top my jaw drops. I look at Killian with wide eyes and a full heart.

I know he knows that I love him, but I never told him directly and I almost want to tell him just from this.

There is a table set up on top of the hill and candles surrounding the table. If you look over the edge you can even, see the beach below.

The whole set up is beautiful and no one has ever done something this sweet for me.

Killian walks us towards the table and pulls out my chair for me to sit down.

“Killian, this is too much,” I say as I sit in my chair.

“Nothing will ever be too much for you. You only deserve the best.”

Once he sits in his chair, he pours some champagne in my glass.

I don’t drink, I just leave it alone on the table.

“Why’d you decide to do this?” I ask.

Killian shrugs. “I don’t know, I guess I just wanted to do something nice for you.” Killian licks his bottom lip, appearing nervous. “I feel a lot for you, and I just want to show it.” Killian reaches over the table to hold my hand in his. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone. You make me feel crazy, Reign.”

“I hope it’s the good kind,” I joke, laughing softly.

During the whole dinner, Killian holds my hand in his and rubs his thumb along the side of my hand and wrist.

They bring out some Greek garlic style chicken and roasted potatoes.

Killian asks me about Papa and if he’s called or messaged me, which he has.

I just haven’t mentioned it to Killian because I don’t want to focus on our dads right now and what might possibly happen when we return back home.

Papa has been calling non-stop and asking me where I’ve gone and if it has to do with Killian.

I did text him saying not to worry and that I’m okay. I told him I was going to be gone for a little bit just to figure some things out with Killian and not to try to find me.

That didn’t make him happy so I explained the situation to Mama so that she could talk to him and cool him off.

But she told me I was his little princess so of course he was going to worry.

But Mama and even Baba know that they can trust Killian with me.

Killian treats me differently than he does other people.

“Are you not worried about what's going to happen after all of this?” I ask Killian after we finish the food.

Killian looks at our adjoined hands. “As long as I have you, I’ll be okay,” he says softly before looking back up at me with those intense eyes of his.

And I can’t help but believe him.