Page 92 of Killian De Luca

Reign turns her head to me and smiles. “I like that one.”

I kiss her because I can’t help it. She blushes and looks down at my arm after. “And this one?”

She points to a Coldplay album cover tattoo.

“My favorite band. I love their music, so I wanted to tattoo it on my arm.”

“I like Coldplay. They have good songs.” Reign points to a devil tattoo on my other arm. “What’s this big one?”

I lick my lips before saying, “I think of myself as my devil. Everyone says my dad is the devil and everyone says I'm the devil's son. Sometimes they say I’m the devil because I can be worse than my dad.”

Reign turns to look at me and holds my face in her hand.

I always love when she does that because then her eyes focus on me, only me, and her eyes are the only place I want to stay in.

“You are not and never will be your dad,” she says firmly. “You are Killian De Luca. You can be mean sometimes, but I like it when you’re mean.”

I smile at her and raise my eyebrow. “Yea?” Reign smiles back and nods her head. “You love when I’m mean. It gets you all hot.”

Reign shakes her head lightly and swats my chest. “Be quiet.” She leans back into my arms. “And this one?” she asks, pointing to a patch of stars.

“When we first met, I knew I could never forget you, so I got stars. I knew we’d meet again; I knew you were going to impact my life, so I basically wrote our name in the stars on my skin.”

“Really?” she asks as I feel her heartbeat speed up against my palm on her chest.

“Yes. You and I were meant to be. Our fate is written in the stars. I believe that us, here together, was meant to be.”

Reign doesn’t even know that I plan on getting a lion tattoo for her with the stars designed as the lion's mane.

I don’t want to tell her until I actually have it done though.

We have to first survive this.

I tried to make her leave two weeks after we got here but instead, I played with her body.

Since that night in the office, we have just gone on so many adventures and made memories. My dad calls and ruins my mood but Reign always makes it better whether it be lighting a flame on her or just holding me while we sleep.

She loves the fire shit, and I didn’t expect her to. She takes the burn like a champ.

She’s a goddamn natural when it comes to fire.

And God, it fucking turns me on.

That night in the office, with the fire, I’ve never done it to anyone, but I’ve always wanted to do it to someone.

I’ve done it on myself but that’s because I wanted to touch fire without getting burned.

No one told me touching Reign Pierce would quite literally burn me.

And she doesn’t even know.

She says she loves me every day.

Before we go to sleep, when we wake up, during dinner, sex, showers, or randomly throughout the day.

Like she knows I need to hear it even though I haven’t said those words to her yet.

But staring down at her with those big blue eyes with stars in them.