Page 47 of Blinded By Hate

“It’s going good. Been busy. You know how it is with Killian and my brother.”

Jane’s best friend happens to be Killian’s sister, Thalia. I only have met her a couple of times during family dinners that Killian has invited me to.

Jane glares at her husband. “I hope you aren’t giving him a rough time.”

“Little shit is fine. Always causing me and Killian trouble.”

If by trouble you mean trying to get the girl who ran away back, then yeah.

Jaclyn King has no clue what’s coming.

Nineteen

Jaclyn

Present

From what Natalia showed me yesterday, Gaeta is absolutely beautiful.

We walked along the beach after lunch and caught up some more. I learned that Martin is a clothing designer. He showed me some of his cool designs. He told me he loves street style and he is always having an idea spark whenever he is out and about. Max is his number one supporter but also his main model which I love for them.

Max looks so incredibly happy with Martin. He looks like he’s in his element.

Kayden has been traveling to London a lot, visiting one of his friends out there. He is living in his hometown in California. I didn’t know he lived there because he never mentioned it.

He told me he doesn’t like to think too much about his time there.

After we finished catching up, we all went back to our rooms. When I got into my room I watched some TV and worked for a little while until I got a call from Brandon.

Junior was getting ready for school when they called me. Junior told me he was having fun hanging out with Brandon and that he misses and loves me.

I was asking Brandon to make sure that Junior took his meds and ate a good breakfast. Brandon got annoyed with me and hung up so that they could leave, but not before Brandon asked me if I’ve been taking my meds.

The only thing I feel like could help me and my confidence is just seeing Junior in person.

I wish I could just grab Junior through the phone and squeeze him in my arms.

I turn the water off and grab my towel from the rack. I wrap myself in the white towel before opening the bathroom door.

I scream and flinch when I see a familiar tall figure standing in front of the window. Hayden turns around, a soft expression on his face when he looks at me.

I hold onto the towel for dear life as I stare at him. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Hayden walks away from the window and towards me. “Enjoying the view.” His eyes rake over my body and I swear I see his pupils dilate. He turns his head to the window. “You have a nice view of the beach.”

I narrow my eyes at him when he looks back at me.

Today Hayden is wearing a cream colored collared shirt and black trousers. The shoes are Loro Piana which are a very expensive brand.

He dresses so differently from how he dressed in college. His style is more mature and clean. On his Instagram, I would sometimes see him in his usual street style whenever he’s out and about in New York.

My eyes go to the ring on his ring finger.

Why would he kiss me with that stupid ring on his finger?

“How did you even get in?” Hayden ignores the question and walks closer to me. I back up once but he doesn’t stop until he has his hand on my waist and pulls me closer to him. “Hayden-”

“Shh,” he says quietly before leaning down. I can’t help but shiver as he leans down and puts his face in my neck. I suddenly remember that I am wearing just a towel with absolutely nothing underneath. Hayden’s soft hair grazes my jaw as he presses his nose against the side of my neck. “God, you have no clue how much restraint I have,” he whispers, huskily. “The only reason I haven’t claimed what’s mine yet is because I am giving you time to adjust to the fact that this is happening,” Hayden says in my ear before leaning away from me and looking down at my eyes.