Against The Current

Chapter 8

Brother?

Emma was stunned. She had read Killian Jones' background several times and never once had it mentioned a brother! The information they had was scant at best and Emma knew that Killian carefully crafted his social persona but to miss a brother...

"No need to look shocked Swan," Killian told her softly.

"I'm stunned. I didn't know you had a brother." Emma told him honestly.

Killian gave a small tight lipped smile.

"An older brother! Half brother if you want to get technical."

Half brother!

Emma's thoughts were racing. There was so much more to Killian Jones than what he presented to the public. The carefree, rich playboy was just a facade he used to keep people from getting close to him. It was effective and always left the press guessing.

Emma would have found it funny if she didn't do the same thing. The walls she had erected around herself were that high, she didn't even know if she could scale them anymore.

"My father was less than discrete in his younger days..." Killian paused and seemed to hesitate.

Emma knew that his father had been promiscuous without a care as to who knew. She reached a hand out and rubbed it on his forearm, ignoring the tingles zipping through her hand.

Her touch seemed to spur him on a little, "Liam worked for Corsair's aboard a shipping vessel. There was an accident...He died." Killian revealed quietly.

Emma knew that he was leaving out some of the most crucial details but she wasn't sure if she should push him.

Leaning in towards him, she whispered, "And?"

Killian's eyes shimmered, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

"The bastard...I didn't know..." His words were choked and he wasn't making much sense. Emma knew that for Killian to share any of this was difficult.

She watched the emotions play out on his usually arrogant face and she swayed forward a little bit more. Her interest in information about his brother was quickly fading into the background. Instead her eyes locked with his and her stomach clenched with need. His breath was fanning her face and..suddenly bright sunlight was streaming into her eyes.

Emma pulled back swiftly, realizing the light was in fact the car door being opened. She had been so lost in the moment she hadn't even realized they had stopped.

"Mr Jones, Welcome to the Oyster Box Hotel."

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Emma had booked the Presidential Suite. It was the most expensive the hotel had to offer so she had snapped it up. Killian's name was a well known one and the staff at the hotel had been falling over themselves to offer anything they could to such a well-respected business man

Killian had requested a basic '2 rooms' but had taken it all in his stride and had even murmured a quick thank you as they had been whisked to the private suite.

Emma could only call it 'over the top' as they were led inside. Spanning an impressive 2 levels the suite comprised of 2 bedrooms, his and hers bathrooms and views of the ocean that were simply breathtaking. Emma did feel slightly guilty for booking such an opulent room but what else would a rich CEO stay in? This fit the stereo type...right?

The suite was decorated in beautiful cream colors and all of the furniture looked to be boutique. Emma dumped her handbag on the floor and took off for a look.