“You can leave if you want,” Killian drawled and sat down. He slowly unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. His arm was placed along the couched back and his legs crossed.

My eyes raked over his exposed throat and arms before looking away. “I have questions, Killian.”

He nodded while rubbing his neck. I was distracted by his hand as I stood there like a puppet, being seduced as he drew me in with his movements and hazy eyes.

“Y-You know ...