Chapter 22

PAISLEY'S POV

"Killian, who are you?" I asked, gazing into his almost intimidating silver colored eyes that rather held guilt. There were a lot of things I needed to know cause I'm way more confused than I have ever been.

How did Killian get a gun? How was he able to shoot it so skillfully like it wasn't a first time for him? If that isn't suspicious then I don't know what is.

I watched his Adam's apple roll in and lump out in a nervous gulp.

Yes, Nervous. Killian was looking hell nervous and guilty, I could tell that he was searching for words to use and he was finding that hard and intimidating.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, staring down at the floor as he sighed. "Don't mistake my silence for nervousness, I'm not nervous. I have never been, I'm just being careful not say something that will scare you away from me" He said and raised his dazzling silver eyes at me. Why am I admiring his beauty in this very serious moment?

What could he possibly have to say that w