Happy Wednesday, folks!
Here with a new chapter of All It Takes!
Thanks to those who read chapter thirteen; greatly appreciated as always, and thanks to Hubby for the edit.
Additional thanks for everyone’s patience and understanding while I took a brief break. A change in work, and meeting Kyra Lennon for the first time left me with little time for much else, but I’m back now!
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Why does my body feel like it’s been hit by a freight train?
Where am I?
My senses slowly returned as I regained consciousness.
The air smelled weird; clean and chemical, and through my eyelids I could sense harsh, artificial light above. My mouth felt like it’d been stuffed with cotton wool, and my throat was dry and scratchy. I heard the mechanical hum of machinery, and a steady beep … beep … beep.
Then someone speaking in a soft voice. “All you see is the Kian you show to the media, the one you think always fucks up. But I see through that. I see the Kian who loves his family, and is going to be an excellent father to our little one. I see the Kian who is smart, ambitious and fights for what he wants. I see the Kian I think I’m falling for.”
I closed my fingers around hers, and forced my eyes open.
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Until next time,