Chapters (42)
- Cover
- Painful
- Books By S.C. Stephens
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
She wasn’t in the same boat as me, financially speaking, and she didn’t need to waste her money, not on me. She should save it for something…important. Like Kiera sensed my reluctance, she shoved me toward the table. “I got a good deal. It didn’t cost me much and it’s sort of a present for the both of us.”
Thinking of multiple things that we could use together instantly cheered me up, and I couldn’t hold back my devious grin. “Is it handcuffs?” I asked her. Because I still couldn’t resist teasing her, I added, “Did you get the furry kind? Because those feel really nice against your—”
She didn’t even let me finish. Smacking my back, she blurted out, “No!” and physically turned my head away from her, like that would stop me from knowing she was turning bright red. I couldn’t help but laugh as I picked up the present. God, I was going to miss making her turn that intoxicating shade of embarrassed. So cute.
I was still amused by her reaction as I pulled the tissues out of the bag. When I saw a cell phone resting on the bottom of the bag, I pulled it out and looked back at her. “What’s this?” I’d been expecting something a little more…sensuous, I guess. Not handcuffs, for sure, but maybe something a little naughty. Plus, a cell phone? Matt had been trying to get me to own one for years, insisting that he should be able to get ahold of me any time he wanted…which was probably why I’d resisted so much. I just didn’t see the point. I got along fine with the phone in my kitchen.
Kiera laughed at my comment, then she said something that sounded just like my bandmates. “Well, I know you’re a little behind on the times, but they call that a cell phone. It works just like your corded one, but you can walk around with it. You can even use it outside,” she said, merriment in her eyes.
Smartass. It was entirely possible she was spending too much time around the guys. “I know what it is. What’s it for?” Did she want me to be Matt’s bitch?
A beautiful grin on her face, she walked over to her jacket and pulled out a matching phone…and that was when the true opportunity she was presenting me flashed into my head. I kind of felt dumb for not seeing it instantly. True, Matt bugging me twenty-four-seven sounded like hell on Earth, but Kiera having unlimited access to me…that would almost be like having her with me everywhere I went. And if she had one too…I could talk to her whenever I wanted, and that made all of this seem almost bearable.