Page 77 of Saved By Love (Bellevue Bullies 7)

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“Not at all,” she says, kissing my lips. “But I’m just letting you know now, no one is as good as me, so don’t even try to go find out,” she warns, and then she grins before kissing me again.

I grin against her lips and wrap my arms around her, holding her close as we get lost in each other’s kisses. I know it’s silly to think such a thing, but I really don’t want to find out what sex is like with someone else. I’ve listened to Owen describe his sexual encounters so many times, and it never meant anything to him until the first time he was with Angie. He went on for hours and hours about how the curve of her hip drove him insane. A hip. He had been with so many girls, but not one of them could compare to Angie’s hip. Now look at them, love-sick with each other, just as I am with Callie.

After taking a shower and getting our overnight bags from the car, we fall into bed with Friends on for background noise. I’ve always loved this show, and it was fun to find out that Callie loves it too. We’ve watched a lot of Friends lately. I almost feel bad for all the things that used to be Owen’s and mine that are now becoming Callie’s and mine, but at the same time, I know he’d want this for me.

Callie cuddles into my side as I run my fingers along her hip, and I feel whole. The ordeal of what happened at the pond earlier is still heavy on my mind. I can’t believe I overcame such a strong fear, one that has been haunting me for months. But I know it was Callie. I think it’s her eyes; they give me such hope and courage. Where was she when I was suffering back in South Carolina? Maybe if I’d had her to lean on, I wouldn’t have quit the NHL. But quickly, I remind myself that’s not true. As much as I hate to give the thought light, I don’t think I was meant to be a pro. Or maybe I was, but only for a bit. Just long enough to get Owen settled and happy. Who knows. The journey God gives us is His own.