Effortless (Thoughtless, #2)(62)

Kellan nodded, like he’d expected as much. “Matt’s not up yet, but I’m sure he wouldn’t mind you getting some water out of his fridge.” He grinned a little devilishly, then added, “Unless you’d prefer the water from the bathroom.”

My eyes widened at hearing that we were still at Matt’s. I supposed that was a good thing, since neither of us had been in driving condition last night. We must have literally danced until we crashed. I vaguely remembered being tired and sitting down with him. Sitting must have turned into lying, and that must have turned into sleep.

Lifting my head off his hand, I took in his devilish expression as he watched me. Shaking my head, very carefully, as it was throbbing, I furrowed my brows. “Why do you look like…?” My thoughts drifted off as his comment stung my ears. The bathroom… Even vaguer memories of a tiny, enclosed place echoing with heated sounds of sex filled my brain.

Forgetting my head and my hangover, I sat up straight on his lap. He grunted a bit as my weight shifted to his sensitive parts. My eyes wide, I said at full volume, “Did we have sex in the bathroom?” We both cringed at my statement and I rethought my assessment that Kellan was fine. Peeking an eye at me, he chuckled. My cheeks heated as 173



I desperately hoped that no one else had heard me say that. Slow and seductive, Kellan murmured, “Oh…yeah.”

My eyes widened and I hoped that nobody at the party knew about that moment. As Kellan smiled at me, a satisfied expression sliding over his momentary pain, memories fought their way to the surface. Memories of people clapping…whistling…cheering…Griffin…

My hands flew to my mouth as I started shaking my head. “Oh my God.” Slowly lowering my fingers, my head suddenly felt fine in comparison to the dread in my veins. I whispered, “Did they all hear us?” Looking anywhere that wasn’t me, Kellan bit his lip. “Well…we really weren’t being quiet and it is a pretty small bathroom…so…” Groaning again, I dropped my head to his chest. “Oh my God,” I muttered, mortified.

Chuckling under me, Kellan rubbed my back. “Don’t worry about it, Kiera. Everyone told me they thought it was hot.” I jerked my head up, regretting the quick movement, but needing to glare at him. “Everyone?”

Twisting his lip, he shrugged. “Just the few I talked to after you passed out.”

Dropping my head back to his chest, I whimpered. Good God, everyone at the party had listened to me having sex. And I was remembering it more and more now that we were talking about it. It had been good sex. It had been great sex. It had been loud sex! I could never show my face in public again, let alone ever go back to Pete’s. “Oh my God…” Still chuckling lightly underneath me, Kellan kissed my head. “You were letting go, Kiera…I liked it.” As I collected my embarrassment, mixing that pain with my aching body, Kellan whispered, “Was that your first time in a bathroom in the middle of a party?” Tilting my head at him, I lifted an eyebrow and pursed my lips. “Yeah, that was a definite first.”





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Fully smiling, he laced his arms over my back, pulling the rest of my body down to his. “Good,” he replied spunkily. When I furrowed my brows, he shrugged and added, “I like giving you firsts, remember?” Not able to help myself, I shook my head and smiled at him. Then, remembering something else, I frowned. “Did Griffin seriously say we needed to make porn?” Kellan twisted his lips and nodded. I groaned, sagging my head back down to his chest. “Oh, because he heard us…heard me. Goddamn it.”

Kellan laughed at my seldom use of swear words and rubbed my back soothingly. “You’ll live, Kiera. And on the bright side, it will be a night you’ll probably never forget.” I took a second to peek up and smirk at him before lowering my head back to his chest. He was definitely right about that…I would never forget Griffin telling me that he’d gladly buy my sex tape. “And don’t be embarrassed…I’m not.” I lifted my head to look at him again and he happily shook his. “You were hot, and every guy in that place wanted to be me in that bathroom.

I don’t feel the least bit bad that every man was jealous,” he grabbed my hips, pulling me into him, “as long as you’re only mine.” Smiling, I shook my head. “I am.”

Lifting his head up to lightly kiss me, he grinned. “Good.” Snuggling back down with him, I tried to let the drunken evening go, so I could concentrate on the current moment. I had an eternity to beat myself up over the mortifying situation I’d put myself in at a huge going away party, but I only had a few hours left with the man who had my heart, the man who stole my breath.

Sighing, I snuggled my head into his chest and tried not to think about him leaving. I couldn’t yet, it was too hard. Instead, I focused on what my body was telling me, I needed water…and aspirin. While he rubbed my back and kissed my head, I murmured, “Do you want some water? I could bring you some?”





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Stretching underneath me again, he inhaled a big breath. “No, but I could use some coffee…I’ll come with you.”

I nodded and prepared my body to move. Kellan was so comfortable to lie on, my body rebelled, staying exactly where it was. Kellan chuckled a few moments later when I still hadn’t moved. “Need help?” he whispered.