Chapter TEN-ARLISS&KIAN

ARLISS

I knew the second I laid eyes on Kian O’Malley that he wasn’t like other men.

There was just something about him.

Too magnetic.

Too intense.

Too everything.

The kind of man you stare at from across a room and immediately decide nope. He’s not for me. And I had every intention of keeping it that way.

He’s too good looking. Too confident.

Built like he was carved from stone and chaos, with that permanent five o’clock shadow and those sharp eyes that seem to see way too much.

He’s not in my league.

Hell, he’s not even on the same planet as me.

And yet, somehow, I’m here.

In his cabin.

In his bed.

In the middle of the goddamn night.

We started like horny teenagers, groping, kissing, tugging clothes off with clumsy, fevered hands. I’m pretty sure I tore my shirt in the process, but I don’t care.

It’s not like I’ll be putting that Bob’s Bar uniform back on anytime soon.

Not after the way I quit.