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“We could do that you know?” There’s a thread of light breaking the horizon, the dark sky beginning to change. “Get married if everything else fails.”

“Sorry can’t do that,” Kiara clicks her tongue, “already made one.”

“You made a marriage pact without me?” Rafe leans back to stare at her in offense, his mouth hanging open a little. “With who?”

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“You don’t know who he is,” Ward shakes his head and dismisses her.

“With all due respect Ward, I don’t think you know who he is,” Kiara drops her shoulder and stands a little taller, she doesn’t let the fear of what she’s about to do get to her. “I don’t think you’ve even given him a chance to show you who he’s always been.”

The little o-shape of Ward’s mouth would be comical if not for the fact Kiara is hyper-aware of the fact she’s just indirectly called her best friend’s and fake boyfriend’s father an idiot.

Well, seeing as she’s already in this hole, why not dig some more?

Fic: KRCG Chapter 13

How it’s going:

His gaze trails up her face and she can feel the ice from his eye line mapping her face, “Are you nervous?”

Kiara stiffens and she knows Rafe can feel it, he’s still got his arm around her for Christ’s sake.

“Why,” He moves his face closer and she freezes, “Are you nervous?”

Kiara sighs and pulls away finally. “We should get ready.”

Rafe’s hand on her hip pulls her back to his chest and Kiara stumbles slightly, “We can get away with it.”

“Mmm don’t think so,” Kiara plays with the undone buttons of his shirt, “The maid of honor and the brother of the bride missing? That’s pretty big.”

“And what if we’re fashionably late?” His hand trails up higher on Kiara’s torso, lifting up her shirt in the process, “Give them something to talk about?”

“That—” Kiara’s breath hitches, “That could work.”

Fic: KRCG Chapter 11

Chapter 10 of KRCG is out now!

“Shit Kiara.” Wrapped in a purple towel with orange palm trees all over it, Topper points at Rafe’s turned back, “Go easy on Rafe.”

Kiara frowns and looks to where Topper is pointing, and she loses all colour in her face. The melanin evaporates along with her dignity.

Rafe’s extremely pale back is covered in thin but prominent red lines running in all directions. They’re all very obviously scratch marks, from Kiara digging her nails into his back yesterday. The lines are short and staggered, some are longer but they’re all raised on his skin and there’s no denying it.

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“Isn’t it funny how you kids found each other,” Mike shakes his head in bemusement, and maybe a little bit of awe, “Of all the places in the world.”

“I mean, London isn’t really that big.”

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