Fuck! I’d forgotten I’d called him.
I stick my tongue back in my mouth as Callie smirks. She sits on the window seat, crosses her legs and slides her hand up and down her thigh.
“REECE?”
“Fuck, sorry. Um, yeah. Look, my Mom knows about Dal and has taken it out on Mara.”
“What the fuck. Why would she do that? Is Mara, okay?” He sounds worried.
I know Mara has always had a thing for him, but does he return ‘the thing?’ No way – there’s eight years between them.
“I don’t know if she’s okay or not. In fact, I think it’s safe to say that she isn’t because she’s packed up and left and no one knows where to.” I turn to face the window, rubbing the back of my neck when Callie wraps her arms around me from behind.
I wrap my arm around her and pull her around to the front of me where she snuggles into my chest – comforting me.
After Donovan finishes cussing down the phone, I ask, “Are you sure you look at Mara as a sister?”
He’s silent before answering, “She’s like a sister to me. You know that. Why wouldn’t I be worried about her?”
God, I’m being an asshole and seeing things because I’m in love with my girl. “Okay, sorry. Look, if she turns up there will you call me.”
“You know it.”
“And don’t let her leave. Lock her in your room if you have to. Shit, no. Lock her in my room.” Callie starts giggling against me. “Shit, just keep her there.”
I hang up and sigh now that’s over with, but looking down, I watch Callie wiping tears from her eyes.
“You are so funny. Telling Donovan to lock your sister in his room.” She collapses back onto the bed laughing and crying.
“It wasn’t funny.” I try to look indifferent, but it isn’t working as my grin spreads the more Callie rolls around laughing.
She sits up and gulps in some air, trying to calm herself down. “Sorry, but you being the big brother and then getting stuff mixed up just tickled me, you know?”
“Hmm. Yeah, well. Donovan better keep his hands to himself,” I grouch.
Callie takes my hand and tugs me toward the door. “I like Donovan. He’s kinda hot, so no wonder he turns Mara’s head.”
What the fuck!
Explain? I pull her to a stop. What does she mean Donovan’s kinda hot?
“Are you for real?” She asks, accurately reading my expression. “Of course I find him hot. Do I need to remind you of the summer?”
I’m being an ass. “No. I remember.” I follow her downstairs and out to the truck. “Do you still like him?”
She rolls her eyes. “Donovan is hot. He’s good to talk to and regardless of the fact that I’ve seen him naked and aroused; I like to think of him as a friend. But I love you so you have no reason to be jealous.”
Does she really have to remind me of the fact that Donovan’s had her? Because yeah, regardless of what she tells me I’m jealous of my best friend.
“Hey.” She punches me in the arm. “Stop it. You know it’s always been you so behave and let’s go and have a good time.”
~ * ~
Anytime I’m with this girl she has me hard as fucking rock, and constantly thinking about my dick and where it wants to be. Right now it wants to be free to fuck Callie who is gyrating against me with her sweet little ass in the middle of the dance floor at this club she’s brought me to. The music isn’t bad – not as good as Deception’s – but it’ll do. The beat’s just right as I grab hold of Callie’s hips and bring her in flush against me, moving to the music. My hands travel up her torso, passing her tits and back down to her hips.
I dance her toward the darker area and start caressing her torso again, but this time I lightly caress over the hard buds of her nipples, which I can feel already alert and wanting. Dancing to the beat, she continues to grind against me while I let my hands wander up inside her shirt, rubbing around her nipples. She rests her head back against my shoulder and wraps her arms around my neck giving me free rein of her chest. And yeah, I’m a guy and take advantage by massaging her breasts through her bra as my lips come down on the curve of her shoulder where it meets her neck. I start to lick and nibble up along her neck to her earlobe, which I suck into my mouth and feel her shudder against me. My dick jumps for joy…then I start to get pinpricks down my spine, and not in a good way. I look around us and no one is paying too much attention, but him…Drew. He looks pissed as fuck watching us dance with my hands all over my girl, or more accurately on her tits. My whole body stills and a few seconds later, so does Callie.
Letting go of my neck, I feel her turn against me and drag my gaze to her. Meeting her eyes, she frowns up at me. “What?” she shouts looking off in the direction that Drew was watching. I say was because he’s disappeared, which makes me so damn uneasy. What’s he doing here? And what the fuck is he planning? He can think again if he thinks he can get to Callie because I’ll be in the way no matter what the fuck he’s planning. I need to tell Callie that I’ve seen him though otherwise she won’t know to keep an eye out for him.