Killian's Wrath (2)

I stormed up the stairs towards the bedroom. The front door slammed behind as Killian entered, but I didn’t look back. my emotions were vacillating rapidly, at the moment anger was foremost. How dare Killian accuse me of infidelity?

Once in our room, I headed for the bathroom, locking the door behind me. Running cold water, I splashed some on my face, trying desperately to cool down.

I was so hot, my nerves were on edge, my skin was crawling... Leaning against the vanity, I looked into the mirror. Oh great! It was last night all over again, eyes dilated, cheeks flushed, rapid breathing.

At least this time Killian was here, but jumping into bed with me probably wasn’t his main priority right now, and quite frankly, I was too upset with him to find the idea very appealing either.

The door handle rattled. “Hailey, come out of there this instant!”

“Keep your shirt on!” I shouted back. The sound of Killian huffing and stomping away followed my comment.

I considered staying in the bat