Contents ( 50)
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Kylo
- Chapter Two
- Saint
- Chapter Three
- Kylo
- Chapter Four
- Saint
- Chapter Five
- Kylo
- Chapter Six
- Saint
- Chapter Seven
- Kylo
- Chapter Eight
- Saint
- Chapter Nine
- Kylo
- Chapter Ten
- Saint
- Chapter Eleven
- Kylo
- Chapter Twelve
- Saint
- Chapter Thirteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Fourteen
- Saint
- Chapter Fifteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Sixteen
- Saint
- Chapter Seventeen
- Kylo
- Chapter Eighteen
- Saint
- Chapter Nineteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Twenty
- Saint
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Kylo
- Epilogue
- Kylo
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Lila Rose
- Connect with Lila Rose
- Releasing next year:
- West's Story
He snorted. “Shut up and go to sleep, Zion.”
Laughter dropped from my mouth. “You’ll tell me one day exactly what you do with it. For now, I’ll sleep if you kiss me first.”
“You annoy me,” he growled.
“Nah, you like me.”
“Whatever,” he said before he leaned in and took my mouth in a searing, dick-jerking kiss. One I wanted all the damn time. We both pulled away panting, and somehow during the kiss, I’d pulled him more on top of me.
He cursed and complained about how he was going to hurt me, but hell, I’d take all the pain in the world if he kissed me exactly like that.

Wincing, I woke in pain. I must have shifted and pulled at my arm. Still, even when I wasn’t moving, it burned like a bitch.
“You okay?” a groggy voice asked.
I blinked and noticed it was early hours. I glanced beside me and found Kylo just about in the same position he’d been in when we’d fallen asleep, lying close to me with his leg and arm over me. Only his head was on the pillow and not my shoulder. I swallowed. “Yeah, woke to it throbbin’.”
He snorted.
I grinned. “Not talkin’ about my dick, lover.”
His kiss to my shoulder had my heart squirming. He got to an elbow. “Did Lucas give you anythin’, or you got some pain pills around somewhere?”
“There’s some in the bathroom.” I made a move to sit up until Kylo pushed me back with a hand to my chest.
“Stay, I’ll get it.” He slipped out of bed, his feet slapping down on the hardwood floor as he walked down the hall.
It’d been only two nights I’d had him in my bed, and already I knew I wanted more with him. I liked knowing he was here, enjoyed seeing him when I woke. Was this moving too fast? I didn’t know, but I wasn’t stressing over it. I was a “go with the flow” type of guy.
Did Kylo know that he was the only person I’d had sleep over? I wondered what he’d think if he did know. Would he freak and walk out, thinking it was too serious, too fast? He could, which was why I wasn’t going to say anything.
I doubted I could even explain it right anyway if he asked why it was him and not any of the others, because I wasn’t sure myself. But I didn’t feel the pressure from being with him I felt with women.
Kylo entered and waved a packet of painkillers my way. “You right to sit?”
I nodded and showed him how good my abs were by pushing the blankets down, so he was free to see them work when I slowly sat up in a crunch.
He rolled his eyes. “Very impressive.”
I winked. “I thought so.”
He picked up the glass on my bedside table I’d filled the night before as I shifted back to lean against the headboard. I took the drink of water, then the tablets he held out. I swallowed them and put the glass back down.