Chapter Eighty-FIVE
**OLIVER WEST**
'Before we can move forward with anything, we need to talk about Ginny…'
The words quivered out of my lips and I nearly regretted it, seeing the way Kieran instantly grew tense.
Right now, we were in his room, my heart was pounding too fast, and I was restless like I had been the entire car ride.
It was already too late to take back the words, I bit my lips nervously, Kieran wasn't saying anything. He was just staring at me with those intense eyes.
My legs felt like rubber, I didn't know how long I could continue standing under his penetrating stare, so I walked to the only available place in his room to sit down.
His bed.
"Kieran," I fumbled with my hands, holding that raw gaze. He wasn't telling me to stop talking, so I continued, even though my voice was shaky.
