Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Tender from our sexcapades, I chuckle, “I need time to recover.”
“Christ.” Concern tightens his features. “Are you sore?”
Knowing he’ll see through my lies, I admit, “Just a little.”
He leaves me standing by the shower, and butt naked, he opens the faucets in the bath.
This man is really comfortable with his body.
Then I realize I’m also naked, and I cross my legs in a stupid attempt to hide myself.
Callan pours some oil into the bath, and soon, a fresh aroma fills the air.
“Come, baby,” he murmurs.
I move closer, and when he’s happy with the temperature of the water, I step into the tub.
“Soak a little, while I get you a bottle of water.”
God, is this man real or a figment of my imagination?
I lean back in the tub, enjoying the feel of the balmy water with a wide smile on my face.
When he returns, he’s wearing his sweatpants, that, quite frankly, makes me lose my mind with lust.
He takes the cap off before handing me the bottle. I take a couple of sips and set it down on a ledge, then watch as Callan fetches a loofah and body wash from the shower.
He crouches beside the tub, and squirting some body wash onto the loofah, he gestures for me to sit up.
When he starts to wash my back, my head falls forward, and I let out a happy moan.
Not thinking before I speak, I playfully say, “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
His hand pauses on my back, and an intense silence falls between us.
Oh crap!
My eyes fly to his face. “I’m kidding. Crap.” Feeling embarrassed, I start to ramble, “That was a joke. A stupid one. I’m sorry.”
Callan starts to chuckle, shaking his head at me. “There’s no reason to apologize. Relax, baby.”
I let out an awkward burst of laughter, turning my gaze to the water.
Then he teases, “But I’m glad to know what the answer will be when I ask you.”
He continues to wash my back before moving to my chest. By the time he’s taken care of my entire body, I feel pampered beyond belief.
Callan helps me out of the tub, and grabbing a heated towel, he carefully dries me before pulling me into a hug.
I nestle against his chest, letting out a contented sigh.
“Sleep in my bed tonight,” he demands because it sure doesn’t sound like a question.
I’ve never spent the night sleeping with a man. The few times I’ve had sex, they left right after, never to be heard from again.
Tilting my head back, I look up at Callan. “Are you sure?”
A frown forms on his forehead. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“No reason.”
He takes my hand and leads me into his bedroom. I glance at the modern walk-in closet where all his suits hang neatly on one side. It looks like something out of a fashion catalog.
Callan pulls the covers back, then says, “I want you naked beside me.”
I lift my eyebrows and give his sweatpants a pointed look, which has him chuckling and stepping out of them.
Climbing beneath the covers, I’m pulled against Callan’s chest. I snuggle against his side, loving the feel of his naked body against mine.
I can get used to this.
Because he’s opened up so much to me about the death of his friend and his control issues, I feel comfortable when I admit, “This is the first time I’m going to sleep next to a man.”
He turns onto his side so he can look at my face. “Really?”
I nod, still feeling a little self-conscious talking about it.
Or just talking about myself in general. I’ve always craved it but never had anyone interested enough to listen.
Closing the small distance between us, he presses a tender kiss to my mouth. “I’m honored to be your first.”
Forget about not falling for this man or trying to protect my heart. It’s too late. I’m so far gone for Callan, there’s no trying to stop the emotions he’s stirring in my heart.
Chapter 29
Lily
Not wanting to spend any of my money on a dress for Denise’s party, I decide to wear one of my older ones. I really don’t think anyone will even notice.
Their eyes will be on Callan.
The thought brings a smile to my face.
The past three weeks we’ve officially been together have been the best of my life. I’ll go as far as to say I’ve never felt so loved.
Unfortunately, Callan has to go on a business trip for the next two weeks.
I’m going to miss him so much.
I intend to enjoy my last night with him because he’s leaving for Texas tomorrow.
I haven’t heard from my parents or Mark and Sadie since our huge fight, and knowing they might be at Denise’s party has my anxiety spiking.
At the very least, I hope they’ll be civil when I introduce Callan to them. That’s if they attend the party. The odds are good, though, because Dad plays golf with Denise’s father on a regular basis.