25. Killian

I step into my bathroom and shut the door behind me with my dry cleaning In my hand. I can't help but smile at the thought of Naomi walking into my room and seeing me in nothing but my towel.

Asking her to bring my dry cleaning was the only way I could see her. Since she started work on Monday she's been avoiding me. Purposefully avoiding me and I don't know why. I've been trying to talk to her but I didn't want to come off as a pest. I badly wanted to explain to her my relationship with Celine. She probably thought Celine and I had something together. Although, she's not wrong, I don't want her to hate me because she thinks i sleep around.

Well, I do sleep around, and that was before I met Naomi Alderson. I don't want her to see me as the guy who fucks anything with a vagina that breathes.

Fucking hell.

As I pull my pants up my thighs, I think of ways I want to make Naomi Alderson mine. How I'd love to please her and make her happy. God, I'd do anything for that woman. I'm wil