I nod and settle back down against him. “He lied to me Donovan. He told me he never slept with her and that they’ve never been intimate, but you said they have.” I wipe a wayward tear from my face hoping he doesn’t notice.
Donovan strokes my hair down my back, which is making me drowsy. I’m exhausted after spending most of the nights since I last saw and spoke to Reece, restless and reading half the night to pass the time.
“I know I let slip that she shares his bed when she’s here, but Reece always keeps the door slightly ajar when she’s here. It’s only ever shut when she’s getting dressed, and Reece is never in the room with her then. I know you might think I’m trying to help him out of the hole I put him in, but I’m not. Nothing happens, and trust me I’d know with how thin the walls are in that place.” He squeezes my shoulder. “He’s been a pain in the ass since
the summer and I’ve only had a week’s break since you got together, so will you please come to the club with me to meet Dal and talk to him. Please…”
It’s a week since I last saw and spoke to Reece and I’ve cried buckets over him. Something I said I wouldn’t do again, but he’s in me and he’s my bad ass with a soft heart. A heart that I want tangled with mine.
“You’re quiet.”
“I don’t know what to do, Donovan. What if he doesn’t want me there? It will only hurt more than it does right now.” I hide my face with my hands. The blush fills my cheeks as I try to swallow the insecurities that are flooding me and destroying my so-called relationship with Reece.
Donovan laughs. “If you think he’ll turn you away then you haven’t got eyes in that beautiful head of yours. Dal isn’t that bad, she’s just a loaner; so if she doesn’t talk to you, don’t be offended, okay? But I’m telling you, Reece has really missed you this week; just don’t tell him I told you that because I kinda like how I look without having him rearrange my face.”
I chuckle. “I won’t let him touch you…and if you’re sure I’m going to be welcome then I guess I better go and get ready.” I start to move out of his arms, but turn back and meet his gaze, feeling unsure whether this is the right move to make after having no contact with Reece all week.
“Go get ready Callie and wear your sexiest dress. I’m going to hang here and watch hockey.” He practically shoves me off the sofa, and putting his feet up, he proceeds to ignore me.
“Humph.” I turn and run into my room.
~ * ~
Showering, I reach for my razor and start to shave my under arms, legs and bikini line, but I decide to carry on and start to remove the light covering over the top of my pussy and between my legs. Usually I just trim, but I might as well go for it and then let Reece know I’m naked with a very naked pussy waiting for his attention.
Shit! What am I thinking? He’s not getting between my legs until he’s apologized and I’m positive that there’s nothing going on between him and Dal. I grin to myself, thinking that there is no reason why I can’t tease the tiger.
Finishing up, I turn the shower off and step out, wrapping a towel around me, I head into my bedroom to find something sexy to wear. I want his tongue dropping to his knees when he sees me and I think I know exactly which outfit I’m going to wear.
Throwing the closet doors open, I root around and bring out the bit of material that can’t really be called a dress. I grin – this will do.
Dropping the towel, I stand in front of the mirror in my room and look at my naked self. From the tips of my pink toes, up my long tanned legs to my naked pussy, which kinda looks red – hope that goes away soon – up past my narrow waist to my large breasts, which used to get more attention than I would have liked, but now I’m glad I have large breasts because Reece loves playing with them. I mean I certainly don’t have any complaints.
“Callie, you nearly ready?”
Hearing Donovan call out to me, finds me running to my bed and struggling to get the dress down once I have my arms and head in the thing, but I can’t get it down because I’m…I’m fucking stuck.
“Callie?” Donovan knocks on my bedroom door.
“Nearly ready,” I try to shout back, but I’m not sure if he heard me.
Then I hear the door open…and then nothing. I freeze in my fight with the dress. “Donovan?” I whisper.
“Yeah.” He coughs. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“This is so friggin’ embarrassing, but I’m stuck. Can you help yank my dress down?”
I could die right now. I’m naked from the neck down and with Donovan taking his sweet time; I wouldn’t be surprised if my whole body has a blush covering it.
“Um, right. Try and stand still.”
I can feel him approaching me. He’s either having a good look or he’s nervous to touch me.
“You’re fucking gorgeous… Shit… Forget I said that. Reece will kill me if he ever finds out about this.”
I’m starting to get impatient now, standing here naked while he gets his fill.
“Reece isn’t here and it’s not as though you haven’t already seen me naked. For heaven’s sake, you’ve even been inside me, so can you just get me sorted… Please.” I add as an afterthought.