Page 28 of Secure Runway

She started to cry. “Kier, I’m so sorry.”

“Why are you sorry?” His eyes closed and reopened.

“I got you shot.” She interlaced her fingers with his left hand.

Ian leaned down, hugging his brother. “I’ll see you later.”

Kieran nodded at his brother as he exited the room, then patted the bed next to him. “Come here.”

When Monique slipped onto the bed beside him, he wrapped his uninjured arm around her. “You didn’t get me shot…Je t’aime, my beauty,” he sighed and fell back to sleep.

“Je t’aime.” She snuggled beside him.

Epilogue

Kieran stood in the wings at Qualcomm Stadium watching the fashion show. They were successfully raising thousands of dollars for charity. He was amazed by not only how beautiful she was, but how she wanted him.

After the festivities, Kieran waited for her as she removed her makeup and dressed in a pair of capris and a violet blouse. She slid into the truck beside him. Martin drove them to the villa they had returned to at the Fairmont.

Kieran walked her inside after Martin cleared the building. His heart was heavy. She’d completed her San Diego commitments.

“Why the sad face?” She caressed his cheek.

“I…I’m bad at this. I…” he stumbled over his words.

Monique glowed. “Monsieur Chase, I love you too.” Her finger drew an infinity sign over his lips.

“I don’t want to lose you.”

She blinked rapidly. “Kier, are you asking me to stay?”

“I don’t want you to give up your career and lifestyle.” He held her eyes with his laser gaze.

“Why would I have to? Where do you live?” she asked.

“DC.”

“Hmm, and you’re out here keeping me safe?” She raised her brow. “That means you know how airplanes work,” she teased him.

“Really?” His smile grew.

“Ask.” She kissed his nose. “Ask.” She kissed his lips.

“I’m asking. Come live with me?” He kissed her back.

Careful not to hurt him, she pulled him into the bedroom and backed him onto the bed. Straddling him, her mouth seized his, her tongue pressing between his lips, sweeping against his teeth.

Kieran ignored the pain in his shoulder and rolled her to her back. His mouth broke free of hers, and he kissed a trail along her neck to nuzzle the pulse point at the junction of her throat and shoulder. His fingers easily popped the buttons on her blouse. Under the touch of his palm, her nipples tightened against the silk and lace of her bra. A seductive smile formed before he lowered his head to tend to each nipple.

When Kieran flipped the bra cup, Monique moaned as he pulled one swelling nipple between his teeth while his other hand rolled and tugged at the other. “Kieran…” Her voice peaked as he continued his takeover of her body.

Using his tongue and lips, he moved down her belly to the band of her pants. “Help me, beautiful.” His eyes were now the color of sapphires.

Monique lifted her hips and shed her trousers and panties, her sweet scent engulfing him. Two fingers slid between her slick folds, and his thumb rubbed her swollen pearl. Monique tried to roll him, but his weight held her fast. He rested on his calves and watched her climax build. Her breath caught in her throat until she climaxed hard.

Before she floated to earth, he reached into the night table to where he stored his toiletry bag and pulled a condom free. Shielded, he pressed inside her. Closing his eyes, he exhaled deeply. He'd never felt this way about a woman before her.

“Beautiful, look at me.” Their eyes locked as he thrust deeply inside her. Kieran’s face flushed before he came explosively. Moving them both to the side, he kissed her gently. “So, I guess that’s a yes.”