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Me:Can’t you tell?
Wren:I think? Maybe? I’ve never had a boyfriend. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ll probably break all the rules and read every signal incorrectly.
I froze with my phone in my hand. My cock went rock hard, straining against my jeans. Wren was mine in my head, but seeing her calling me her boyfriend without being forced or prompted made me want to tear down the city blocks between us and claim her sweet pussy all over again.
Wren:Crap. I probably shouldn’t be calling you my boyfriend until we actually talk about that. So, maybe just ignore that.
I dialed her number. I couldn’t have her doubting me because I got too caught up in my own thoughts to reply to her.
“Hi,” she whispered.
“Wren. Stop.”
“Stop?”
“Mmhmm. Stop freakin’ out. I told you you’re mine. If you wanna call me your cock slave or your boyfriend, I’m good, as long as you’re callin’ me yours.”
Her laugh was choked. “Cock slave? I don’t know if that would fly in public. In private, though…”
“Wren.”
“Yeah. I hear you. I’m getting used to this, Callum. Like I said, having a boyfriend is really new for me. You might need to be a little patient with me.”
“I’ll be as patient as you need.”
I could hear her shifting in bed, and the soft sounds of her breathing. My cock was still throbbing. I would have given almost anything to be in that bed with her, holding and touching her warm body.
“You haven’t been a boyfriend before, right?” she asked.
“No. Never. There’s never been anyone else I’ve wanted.”
She sighed. “So, I could be a hot mess at this, and you’d have no idea?”
“Yeah. Same goes the other way, though.”
Her laugh was breathy and soft. “Thanks for calling me and talking me down from my mental ledge. I really don’t want to screw this up.”
“You won’t.”
“I might, but I don’t want to.” She yawned. “Will I see you for lunch tomorrow?”
“Yep. Wouldn’t miss it. You and your shitty bench.”
“I really can’t wait,” she replied.
“Go to sleep, Little Bird. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Good night, Callum.”
Wren wasn’t going to screw this up. Me? No doubt I would. I could only hope she was patient with me, because after this weekend together, there was nothing that would get me to walk away from her.
My phone rang, jerking me out of sleep. Instinctively, I knew whatever lay on the other end of the call wasn’t going to be something I’d like. Nothing good came from one a.m. phone calls.
My sister’s name flashed on the screen, and if I didn’t answer, she’d call again and again.
“Chrys,” I groused into the phone.
“Cal. Hey, honey. I wake you up?”
