Page 81 of Yours Actually
“I just told you I’m too tired for any work.Sucking your dick takes a lot of energy.”
“I’ll settle for a handjob.”
I roll to face him as the alarm on my phone alerts me to the fact I have to get up.“Shit.”I put my hands to his chest.“I forgot I’ve got Slade this morning.”Thank goodness I set the alarm last night or I may have completely missed my early appointment this morning.
A moment later, I’m out of bed and walking into the bathroom.
Callan’s arm hooks around my waist just as I enter the bathroom.Pulling me close, he growls against my ear, “I never want to hear another man’s name from your mouth while you’re in my bed.”
Oh my.
He lets me go and strides into his other bathroom without another word.
Holy heck.
Okay.
He has feelings.
Feelings that I really, really like.
I take a quick shower and put my red dress on because I didn’t bring any clothes with me last night.When I find Callan, he’s in the kitchen making coffee.
Moving next to him, I place my hand on his hip.“Understood.”
His eyes find mine.He knows exactly what I’m referring to.“I lose my fucking mind when I think of you with another guy.”
“You know it’s just work between me and Slade, right?”
“I know, but it doesn’t matter.”
“Okay.But you need to know I’ve wanted you for a long time and now that I have you, other guys don’t even exist for me.”
He turns his body to mine, his arm coming around me so he can pull me close.The intense expression on his face doesn’t look close to easing.“I’m trying hard not to be a jealous asshole, Ace.I need you to know that.”
I pull his face down to mine.“I know.”And then our lips are joined and we’re pouring all our feelings into a kiss that makes me want to cancel everything on my schedule today.
“You need to bring some clothes here.”
My heart speeds up.This feels almost as big a step as having sex with him was.And while I’d have thought I’d be racing to bring clothes here, I’m feeling hesitant.
Callan watches me process this before brushing his lips over mine again and saying, “It’d save you time in the mornings.”
He’s right.
“Okay, I will.”
He passes me a travel mug filled with coffee and we walk to the elevator where he kisses me and places a small jewelry box in my hand.“This is what I came back to the condo for last night.You distracted me so much I forgot to give it to you.”
I glance at the white box.“You got me a gift?”I adore gifts.
“It’s just something small.”
He may be telling me it’s just something small, but the look on his face lets me know this is something important to him.
Lifting up onto my toes, I kiss him.“Thank you.”
“You don’t know what you’re thanking me for yet.You may not like it.”