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“Two reasons. The first, I couldn’t bear to think of someone else living here, letting the memories trapped within these walls disappear. The thought of a family replacing the one that came before it…” I shake my head. “I know it sounds juvenile, but I can’t help it. This house hosts my sisters nightmares, but it holds traces of my happy days too.”
“What was the other reason?”
I look around the hallway, spotting a faint mark on the wall where I remember my father measuring me and swallow. “No matter what happened here. It’s all I have left of them,” I whisper, looking up at him.
“How can you stand to look at me? I dragged you into this. You were just a—”
I grip his T-shirt and yank him down, kissing him soundly before pulling back. “I hated you for the longest time. Hell, I hated the world. But holding on to all that hate was eating away at me. In the end, I had to let it go for my own sake. As I got older, I was able to process it all a little more. And my job helps. The truth of the matter is, you didn’t hurt my family or me. You were following orders like you’d been raised to do.”
“It doesn’t make it okay, angel.”
“No, but it stops me from holding you responsible for something that wasn’t your fault. If you hadn’t grabbed me, one of Santos’s other men would have., same with Selene. You were twenty, barely a man. You’ve lost twenty years paying for a crime you didn’t commit. I’m not going to persecute you for something else when the blame rests solely on Santos’s shoulders.”
He bends down and picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his hips, holding on as he slides a hand into my hair and kisses me hard as he carries me upstairs. There is a desperation to the kiss, a hunger that’s always present between us but that’s spilled over and impossible to contain.
It’s not until Calix breaks the kiss that I realize he didn’t take me into a bedroom but into one of the bathrooms. He releases me, and I slide down his body as he reaches behind me to turn the shower on. Then he slides his hands under the hem of my wet shirt and pulls it up my body. Once I lift my arms, he tugs it over my head, tossing it on the counter behind us. With warm hands, he reaches behind me and unhooks my bra, sliding it down my arms and tossing it too.
Dipping his head, he presses a kiss to my collarbone before his lips skim down my chest, pausing only long enough to flick his tongue over one of my hardened nipples. I suck in a sharp breath, but he continues on his journey, popping open the fly of my shorts and peeling them and my damp underwear down my legs. When they get caught on my boots, he unties them and looks up at me.
“Step out,” he orders me gruffly.
I grip his shoulders for balance and do as he says, leaving myself naked in front of him. His hands slide up my body as he stands, circling my waist before he touches the dressing on my side gently. He looks at me, his eyes saying a thousand things that his mouth doesn’t.How could I save him when he didn’t save me?
I don’t verbalize my reassurance. Instead, I reach for his shirt and start to undress him. He has to stoop so I can pull his T-shirt over his head. I toss it beside mine as he toes off his boots. I gently drag my nails down his chest, my fingers moving down the ridges of his abs before I move close enough to flick my tongue over one of his nipples. When he shivers, I grin. Hmm, something to explore later.
I mimic his movements, popping open the fly of his jeans before sliding my hands down the back of them and cupping his ass. I shove the material down to his thighs, and his cock springs free between us. When I drop to my knees to tug off his jeans, I find myself at eye level with it. As Calix steps free from the denim, I look up at him and stare into his hungry eyes before I lean forward and lick a path up his cock.
“Jesus fuck,” he growls, his hands moving to my hair.
I open my mouth and slide him in, taking as much of him as I can before pulling back. I look up at him again when nothing but the tip of his cock remains in my mouth. The look he’s giving me almost makes me orgasm.
“Sugar,” he warns me before his hands tighten in my hair. “I can’t be gentle. It’s been too long, and you feel too good. Can you handle that?”
I roll my eyes and deep-throat him, making him curse in Greek.
“You’re killing me,” he moans before I suck him hard. That seems to be his breaking point. Whatever restraint he had snaps, and he takes control, fucking my mouth with vigor.
I let him use me, getting off on watching the man fall apart. When he comes, he pulls out of my mouth and shoots his cum over my chest. Offering me a satisfied smirk, he holds his hand out and helps me up, his eyes fixed on the cum running down my chest.
“Let’s get you cleaned up so I can dirty you up again.”
Umm, yes, please.
CHAPTERTWELVE
I’m in a world of my own, gazing out at the sea in the distance, when I sense I’m not alone anymore. I turn and look up to find Calix beside me, wearing nothing but his jeans.
“We need to talk.”
“Ah, four words a woman loves to hear, along withit’s not what it looks like—newsflash, it’s always what it looks like—andit’s not you, it’s me.”
He shakes his head and sits down beside me. “A lot was said last night. We have a lot to unpack between us.” He swipes his hand over his face. “Fuck, I could use some coffee.”
“How about this? I’ll go get some groceries while you hide out here, and when I get back, I’ll make us something to eat, and we can talk then.”
“Alright. Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”
I shake my head. “It’s better if you stay here. I won’t be long. Is there anything in particular you want?”
