VIVIAN'S POV
Knock. I heard a knock on my door. At least, I'm pretty sure I did. I pulled the pillow over my head and shut my eyes again, telling myself it was in my head. But then the knock came again. Okay, there was definitely a knock. Knock, knock. Who was knocking at like three in the morning?
I got up and walked over to the door, pausing. Should I open the door or ask who was on the other side? Whoever it was must have heard me because they knocked again, this time a little softer. "Vivian."
It was Killian. Damn him. He couldn't just leave me alone. I opened the door to see him in gray sweatpants and a black tank top. His arms were entirely exposed; I couldn't say I wasn't a little taken aback by just how broad his shoulders were and how muscular he really was.
"What do you want?
