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Chapters (42)
  1. Cover
  2. Painful
  3. Books By S.C. Stephens
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Acknowledgments
  42. About the Author

She started smacking my chest, her earlier anger not entirely gone. I cringed away from her strikes, but I didn’t try and stop her from hitting me. I deserved a little light pummeling; I should have told her. “Because I really didn’t expect much. I didn’t think she’d pick us…and…” And I didn’t want you to see me fail. Your opinion is the only one that truly matters to me.

I stopped talking and Kiera stopped hitting me. Sighing, I grabbed her hands and peeked up at her. “I didn’t want to disappoint you…if she wasn’t interested in us. I know you think I’m going to go all the way…I didn’t want to let you down…” No. I couldn’t let you down. I couldn’t bear it. I’d rather have you never know, then face the disappointment in your eyes.

I looked down; it was like I could see it anyway. Hadn’t I already disappointed her by not telling her in the first place? Wouldn’t she be even more hurt if she knew what else I was hiding…? No. Don’t think about that. This is just about your job.

While I struggled with my guilt and pain, Kiera wrapped her arms around me, squeezing me tight. “God, Kellan, I’d never be disappointed in you…ever.” Pulling back, she cupped my cheeks and made me look at her; her eyes were even glossier. The emotion in them tore me open. “I’m so proud of you, of everything you do, and even if it ended right here, I’d be anything but disappointed in you.”

I knew that wasn’t entirely true, I could easily disappoint her if she knew I was withholding even more from her, but her words—her pride—struck me to my core. Pride was not something I was used to someone feeling for me. It hurt. It healed. Exhaling a long breath, I tried to let my torment go and focus on the matter at hand. My job. Lana was waiting.

Choking back the pain, I looked around us. “Well, I haven’t even told the guys yet…I didn’t want to jinx it, so we need to find them and get them upstairs to sign the legal stuff.” Feeling better, I looked back at her with a raised eyebrow. “That’s what’s going down on the conference room table…not sex.” My mood shifted even more and feeling playful, I grabbed her hips and pulled her into me. “But if you want to, once everyone is gone…I’d never tell you no.”