CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ELEVEN
**OLIVER WEST**
"I will trust you this time," I said with a small grin, wrapping my arm around his neck and pressing a quick kiss to his cheek.
But apparently, a hug and a peck on the cheek weren't enough for Kieran. Before I could react, Kieran shifted his weight and we both tumbled with my back landing on the bed, and him hovering over me with that wicked smile I'd come to know so well.
"Kieran!" I shrieked, immediately trying to wiggle away from him like a worm. "No, no, no!"
"Come on, we have time before your tutor gets here…"
"Look at this!" I pointed frantically at my neck, which I was sure was covered in evidence of last night's movie theater activities.
"Look what you did to me! My neck looks like I got attacked by a vampire!"
Kieran's grin only got wider as he examined his handiwork. "You look thoroughly claimed."
