Kade never finished the sentence. Killian's arrival had swallowed whatever he was about to confess, and by the time his brother finally left with a strained excuse about a forgotten meeting, the moment had closed over like it had never existed at all.I asked him again on the way out, standing on the sidewalk outside the darkened bookstore while Killian idled by his car a polite, deliberate distance away, close enough to watch, far enough to pretend he wasn't. Kade only shook his head, jaw tight, and told me it would keep."That's not fair," I said. "You can't start something like that and just walk away from it.""I know." He looked genuinely pained by it, more than the situation seemed to warrant for a man who had, as far as I knew, done nothing wrong. "Trust me, Mia. When I tell you, I want it to just be us. No audience. No interruptions."It did not keep well in my head.Two weeks passed in a blur of scheduled dinners and quiet lunches, of Killian's extravagant gestures and Kade's
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