I woke up with a hangover and no Killian. There were two Ibuprofen along with a glass of water and a note beside the bed.

Legs,

Be back soon. Order yourself breakfast.

K

I placed my order. Killian didn't return until an hour after it arrived. He brushed his lips against my cheek, made his way to the shower, and left me without a word. I'd smelled his sweaty, musky post-workout body. With a smile, I thought that I wouldn't mind if he didn't ...