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Callum held her gaze, then he nodded. “But you know—you didn’t need me.”
She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I got it, Coach.”
He laughed, then balled his hand into a fist and gave her a playful tap on her bicep. “Go get ’em, Slugger.”
Liddy shook her head with a laugh as she climbed on the platform and readied herself to ride down the zip line. How could her opinion of Callum be changing so quickly?
She was more than enjoying his company—and in some ways, that scared her more than jumping on a zip line.Because this version of Callum Scott is addictive. And the speed of this affection is a little terrifying.
Terrifyingly fast.
The wind rushed her face as they jumped off the platform, the zip line giving a bounce as she started forward.
Then again, maybe fast is just what I need.
ChapterSeventeen
Whoever inventedcouple’s massages had clearly not gone to one with someone as sexy as Liddy.
Callum tried not to stare as the massage therapist drew back the curtain separating them while they’d both been disrobing.
And while the idea of getting rubbed down by expert hands had been appealing when Liddy had suggested it, he hadn’t given thought to the fact that they’d both be naked on beds beside each other. Sure, there were warm sheets, but if he rolled over now, he’d be pitching a tent.
He lifted his head and snuck a glance at her. She was face down, the massage therapist working on her leg, which was bare up to her glutes, the sheets tucked between her legs.
Nope, got to look down again.
Was this what all couple’s massages were like for men? Because this wasn’t entirely relaxing. Sure, it felt good to have the massage therapist rub away all the kinks in his shoulders, but he wasn’t thinking about that.
He was thinking about Liddy.Naked.
And he was horny as fuck.
This went far beyond the platonic“I like you”from this morning.
Every fucking thought of her now was sexual.
Callum squeezed his eyes shut.
She didn’t have to wear an ounce of makeup to be beautiful. When she’d gotten out of the shower in that bathrobe this morning, it’d nearly undone him. He’d been keenly aware of her in the bed during the night. No wonder she hadn’t wanted to share a bed with him atLa Hacienda.
I have to force myself to think about something else, or I’ll never be able to leave this massage table.
He tried to zone out, listen to the spa music, and the birds in the surrounding trees. The spa at Tabacón was outdoors, in the middle of the jungle, surrounded by the hot springs the resort was famous for. The constant rush of water nearby made it feel like he was floating in a river near a waterfall.
He took a deep breath, channeling his mother’s chants. She’d tried and failed to get both of her children into yoga, though Isla had admitted to him last year that she’d started doing hot yoga occasionally. Sophia, on the other hand, had loved it. Maybe because her mother had loved it, too.
Thoughts of Sophia and his mother did two things. First, thank God, it calmed his raging libido.Nothing subdues a hard-on than thoughts of your mum and cheating ex.But it also reminded Callum of the argument he’d had with Liddy the day before.
“You can say all you want about not caring what people think, but that’s easy when you won’t let anyone get close enough to hurt you.”
She wasn’t wrong, though.
He had done that.
When was the last time he’d let anyone get close?
He'd put a moratorium on all relationships after his breakup with Sophia five years earlier. He wanted nothing to do with anything like that again. Sure, he’d been young and foolish, thinking thathis girl was different.And in university, when his mates had been out there enjoying themselves, he’d been saddled by the commitment of a long-term, long-distance girlfriend he’d had since he was a teenager.