My eyes opened the following morning to features like kisses on my shoulder, and I smiled, recalling what had happened last night. Killian said he loved me! I turned around, and he kissed me deeply before I could open my mouth. I answered his kiss, and when we pulled away, I caressed his stubble,
" So, it wasn't a dream," I murmur.
" No, it wasn't," he smiled, kissing my cheek. I lay on my back, arm over my face.
"What is it, Layla?" he asked, concerned.
" I need to talk to Dan and our parents," I sighed.
" We'll talk to them together," he said. I smiled slightly at him. I was a little nervous.
I rolled off the bed and kissed him as I went to take a shower. When I left the shower ten minutes later, Killian wasn't there. I went to my closet, put on a dress and pumps, fixed my ha
