Chapter 49

Eleanor:

“Is everything okay?” I asked Killian who smiled at me as he put his phone in his pocket.

He sat on the floor beside me before wrapping an arm around me and pulling me to his chest.

“Yes, I just had a little something to deal with, but I am done and now I am free for my little mate.” He said, making me blush. He kissed my temple, and I couldn’t help but find myself melting in his embrace for a second before curling up in his arms. 

“Tonight has been lovely, thank you for this, Killian.” I said, looking up at him. He smiled and ran his hand over my shoulder, gently massaging it, making my heart swell. 

“I promised you that I am going to be…”

“It’s not only about your promise,” I said, and he frowned in confusion as I turned to face him. “You made me feel safe, even when I knew that you held a gun at me, a small part of me believed that you were not going to harm me. I don’t even know what it was, but I knew that you would rather die than hurt me like he did.”

“Eleanor…”

“You know, with Elton, I was never allowed to wear panties.” I said, and he frowned in confusion. “He said that it was easy access for him, and I was always afraid of when he would come and take me against whatever surface that he found.”

Killian sat up and kept his eyes on me, listening to every word that I was telling him intently. “Then I met you, after all the abuse that I went through, I met the man that I knew my father hated most.”

“You knew who I was when we met?” He asked, and I shook my head.

“No, but I heard of your reputation. Well, sometimes here and there. My father wanted Elton to be his heir as my husband to stand in your face. Someone that was trained like you, at least, according to him. He believed that the two of you shared the same ‘vocation’, but I can say now that he was very wrong.” I said, and Killian shook his head in question as a small smile played on his lips. “For starters, you have a heart. As cold as you claim it to be, I see it more alive and honest in comparison to many, many men that I met in my life.”

“Those that you met were never men, El, you have to know that.” He said, and I smiled. “A man does not hurt a woman because he thinks that he is stronger than she is. No matter what you are going to tell me, I am going to tell you, a man is not one because he has a dick. A man is a protector, a provider, a lover, and a friend to his woman. He is her safety, and the one person who she wouldn’t fear being around. It is what I aim to be with you.”

“That is what you are to me to begin with,” I said, and he smiled. 

“I mean in every possible way, baby girl.” He said, running his finger over my bandaged leg gently. My heart raced, and he smiled before shaking his head at me. “When you’re ready, not now, baby.”

“I don’t know if I will ever know that I am.” I said, and he smiled at my honesty. Lying to him was not something that I wanted, and I knew that he seemed to enjoy my honesty, at least, me opening up to him. 

“I will admit, I doubt that you ever will be a hundred percent ready,” he said, making me frown in confusion. "But, a feeling inside you will tell you that you trust me. And I will be guiding you through that trust.”

“I don’t…”

“Lovers, trust each other before anything truly does happen between them.” He said, stopping me. “The fire that would course through your body would tell you that you want this. And the love that you would feel, the safety, respect, and trust, would make YOU wanting this. But until that happens, I am more than willing to wait.”

“Even if it takes a long time?” I asked, and he smiled.

“Even if it takes a million years, malyshka.” He whispered before leaning in to connect his lips with mine. He ran his fingers over my cheek, feeling my skin under his palm gently. “I am more than willing to wait.”

I smiled and took a deep breath as the two of us rested our foreheads against one another’s. His eyes were fixed on mine and I couldn’t help but bite my bottom lip as sparks coursed through my veins. However, a drop of rain broke our moment, and Killian chuckled before standing up.

“How about we go inside before your bandages become wet? I doubt that you would want your bandages getting wet.” He said, and I shook my head. It wasn’t about them getting wet, it was about the fact that I knew that the nurses would have to change them, and the stitches getting soaked was the last thing that I wanted.

I knew what it was to have to replace stitches time and time because they were broken or damaged, and that wasn’t something that I wanted to go through right now. And the fact that Killian seemed understanding toward me to know that I didn’t want to get hurt was something that I appreciated.

“Do you want to stay in my room tonight? Or is it taking things a little too far?” He asked, and I blushed. He chuckled and nodded in response. “I am guessing that my Luna would still need a little more time.”

“It isn’t like I didn’t sleep in your arms the other day,” I said, and he smirked.

“I know, but I want you doing so in my room, willingly, and because YOU want it.” He said, before kissing my cheek as he lifted me in his arms as he walked up the stairs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he smiled before kicking the door open before setting me down. “Go and rest, the two of us will be seeing one another tomorrow. Plus, I think that Natasha would want to have her gossip evening with you.” 

I frowned in confusion before he nodded behind me. I turned to find Natasha holding a bucket of popcorn and a blanket. She wore pajama shorts and a white shirt as she raised an eyebrow.

“I was going to ask you if you wanted to watch a movie, but it seems that I might be interrupting my potential niece or nephew from being created?” She asked, and Killian let out a playful growl that she winked at. I blushed and shook my head just as Killian’s phone rang. He looked at it and silenced the call before cupping my cheek and kissing my forehead. 

“Enjoy your night, baby girl, and I will see you in the morning.” He said, and I nodded, watching as he walked to Natasha who gave him a one armed hug. He walked out of the suite, and I looked at Natasha who raised an eyebrow.

“What?” I asked, shaking my head.

“I want details,”

“Let’s go and watch a movie,” I said, and she laughed before wrapping her arm around me. “What do you have in mind though? I never really watched a movie before so…”

“Don’t worry, El, we are going to have a thousand movie nights from now on.” She said, stopping me. “We are going to start with the very first girl favorite.”

“And that is?”

“A chick flick,” she said, and I frowned.

“A what?”

“You’ll see, just prepare your napkins.” She said, pushing me toward the room. “We are going to have a long night…”