Play: Free Romance eBook (Completion 1) by Holly S. Roberts

breaths, and continued. “I hated every day of school, and being incredibly shy didn’t help me make friends.”
    “How tall are your parents?”
    I heard sympathy in his voice.
    “My dad’s tall at six two, but my mom is only five five. She is also one of those butterfly girls like Malory and fits in regardless of the situation. I take after my dad. He’s always thought he was the luckiest man on earth for winning my mom.”
    “Hmm, butterfly girls. I’d love to hear your definition.”
    I was looking out the side window then turned his way. “I don’t mean it in a bad way. The butterfly girls bloom early. Malory is the perfect example. She’s cute, fun, and shines in every situation.”
    “I don’t know if that’s totally true. Have you asked Malory about her awkward moments? I think everyone has them.”
    I tried to keep frustration out of my voice. Killian was gorgeous and might never understand. “You’re right. So I’m cocoon girl with big feet, and to top it off self-centered. Why don’t you give me a few of your inadequacies so I feel better?”
    He only took a second before he answered. “I’m grumpy on game day, and don’t like my girlfriend saying bad things about herself.”
    I think my heart stopped for several beats.
    “Am I your girlfriend?” I tried to keep emotion out of the question, but failed because all the air left my lungs.
    This time he brought my hand up and rubbed it against his scratchy jawline. “To me, you’re my girlfriend, though that might be a tame word for what I hope we have so far. What am I to you?”
    The words tumbled out. I couldn’t stop them. “The future father of my children.”
    Killian gave me a quick glance before returning his eyes to the road. I couldn’t believe what he said next.
    “That might make up for your uncool behavior today. Does that line usually scare the guys away?”
    His voice dropped an octave on the last sentence. I all but told him I loved him, and I couldn’t hold back tears. They slipped down my cheeks, though I fought each one.
    “I always scare the guys away.” I felt raw, exposed to the point that I wanted to curl into a ball and cry.
    He didn’t release my hand until we pulled into his garage. I hadn’t wiped my face, but most of my tears had dried. I could feel Killian looking at me, but he still didn’t say anything. Finally, he got out and walked around to open my door before leading me into the house. It surprised me when he walked to the weight room. About ten steps in, he pulled me against his chest. The warmth of his breath flowed across my cheek.
    “I don’t know if I’m ready for you to have my babies, but you’re not scaring me away, Rebecca Cavanaugh.”
    My tears began again, but I was solidly against his chest and he couldn’t see them. My voice somehow remained calm. “I started dreaming of having your babies on the night we met. Now, we’ve only been together for a week, but I always latch on tightly. You’re my third boyfriend and I did the same thing with the other two. I’m sorry, Killian. I’m only twenty-one, but my biological clock must tick faster than other women.”
    His rumbled laughter beneath my cheek took me by surprise. He pulled back and turned me around. I stood looking at a floor-to-ceiling wall mirror. Killian was behind me, his hands resting on my hips. I loved that he was taller than I was.
    “Don’t move.” His low whisper held command.
    He left me standing there and walked away. When he returned, he placed my hair up into a hair tie before returning his hands to my hips.
    His sculpted arms, holding me, made my lady bits quiver. I looked up, meeting the chocolate pools of his eyes. I would have turned, but his hands went to the hem of my shirt and pulled the cotton material over my head before I could protest. He dropped it to the floor and unhooked my bra, letting it fall from my body so that I was naked from the waist up.
    His hands rose and covered my breasts. My