He needed a jolt—or several—of caffeine if he was going to make it through the next few minutes without fucking up. He’d tossed and turned and jacked off all night as he lay on the couch thinking about Lauren’s proposition and that damn kiss. She’d reached into his head, pulled out all his naughtiest fantasies and was now offering them to him on a silver platter. The youngest of seven kids, he’d spent a good portion of his life watching his siblings fall in love, each of them finding their perfect relationship. He’d witnessed love in all forms take shape in his family and he’d certainly been impacted by what he’d seen. Throughout, he’d found himself most influenced by Keira’s and Killian’s relationships. He’d spent years witnessing the silent, strong control Will exerted over his sister and he’d watched her blossom under it. The idea of offering Lauren the same escape, the same chance to be so much more than she realized she could be, was an exciting thought.
