Killian: A West Bend Saints Romance - Plot & Excerpts
It made it cozier than before, when we were riding with the top down and the wind blowing. It was more intimate somehow. There was less space between us, and it was quiet. Still, for a little while, neither of us made any attempt at small talk. It sounded silly, but I was still reeling from that kiss. All I could think about was the way I felt when he kissed me, my heart racing, my body on edge. I knew I should be sad about my relationship. I should be sad I wasn’t getting married. Except instead, I felt this huge sense of relief, the weight of a burden lifted from my shoulders. I felt positively giddy. I giggled, the sound erupting out of nowhere, this weird release of the tension and stress of the past twenty-four hours. Elias had to think I was a crazy person. "What?" he asked. "Is it that couple? They were a fucking trip, huh? You think they went in the bathroom and got it on?" I let out a louder laugh, covering my mouth.
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