Right Person, Wrong Time

‘Amiyah. Honey.’ Kieran cupped my face in his hands, raising it. ‘Sweetie.’ I blinked. His face came into focus. ‘I’m here. Don’t worry. She can’t touch your mother. Madison’s in Jevena with Freya. The baby is going to be fine.’ I nodded numbly. ‘You are not my weakness.’ He nibbled my lips. ‘You are not. You are my strength, my soul, my heart, my everything.’ I returned his kiss, deepening it. He grunted when I bit his Adam’s apple. ‘Honey, hang tight.’ He squeezed my shoulders. ‘We just need to stick it out for a while longer.’ He couldn’t give me a definite timeline. Nor did I ask. I knew he was doing the best he could. I placed a hand over his chest. ‘I trust you.’ He kissed my fingertips. I wiped away my lipstick from his mouth, his throat. ‘Do you have another tux?’ The one he wore was rumpled and had missing buttons. The crotch area of his pants was wet. He chuckled. ‘I have one in my suite. I’ll go change.’ He left me with another passionate, longing kiss. ‘Honey, I’m yours. Be