Kiera’s hand moved to my chin, pulling my gaze back to hers. “I miss you when you’re gone. I feel like I can’t breathe when you’re away. I think about you so often, it borders on obsession. I love you…so much.” Her eyes were intent as she studied me, like she was trying to drill the words deep into my brain, all the way into my subconscious where I wouldn’t forget them…or doubt them.

Her words were everything I’d ever wanted to hear, and a swell of love shot right up my chest, into my throat, making speech impossible. Overwhelmed, I gave her a tight smile and a small nod; it was all I could do.

Chapter 20

NOTHING COMPARES

I felt completely at peace again when we arrived at Kiera’s parents’ place. The quaint, two-story house was completely dark. That surprised me. I’d sort of expected her dad to be awake, waiting for me. Maybe pacing the porch, shotgun in hand. But it seemed like he’d gone to bed. Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as I thought.

Kiera giggled after she shut the car off. Lifting my head from the seat, I looked over at her. She had an almost childlike giddiness about her. It was adorable. “Want to see my room?” By the look on her face, you’d think she’d just said something truly scandalous. She was so cute.

I told her I’d love to, then I grabbed my bag and we headed inside. It felt like we were breaking and entering as we stepped into the living room. Kiera even cautioned me to be quiet by placing her finger to her pursed lips. It made me want to laugh, but I did what she requested and only smiled as I shook my head at her.

Kiera pointed to an ancient couch covered in plastic. Plastic? Who actually wrapped their couch in plastic anymore? It looked extremely uncomfortable. Dashing my spirits about this trip, she whispered, “You can leave your bag here. That’s where you’ll be sleeping.”

Frowning, I raised an eyebrow at her. Seriously? We can’t share a bed? I could understand her dad being pissed about us having sex under his roof, but even just lying next to each other—fully clothed—was off the table? Did he think my sperm was that potent? And besides, didn’t Evan say they probably wanted grandkids anyway? Can’t give you a grandkid if I can’t have sex with your daughter. Just saying.