Page 114 of Left Field Love


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I sigh. “Cassie’s car is boxed in. I had to climb across the rows and into the way back to get my duffel bag out of the trunk. In my dress,” I admit.

Caleb’s laugh is loud and genuine. It both eases the fist around my heart and tightens it. The sound of his amusement settles me. It makes me believe what we have is special and solid and worth fighting for. It also makes me worry that a long-distance relationship can’t last forever and that some other girl will be listening to his laugh one day.

I force both extremes out of my head as we exit the backyard and approach the SUV loitering outside the front door.

“Finally!” Luke bemoans when we appear.

“Where’s Jake?” Caleb asks.

“Looking for you two,” Colt responds, rounding the back of the car and hauling himself into the driver’s seat.

I make a beeline for the door behind his. I’m eager to depart, both tired and excited. Caleb climbs in after me, and Luke snags shotgun. I snuggle against Caleb as soon as he settles in the seat beside me, and he chuckles.

“What chance is there I’m not going to have to carry you into the cabin when we get there?”

“Nonexistent,” I mumble, already closing my eyes.

Jake’s voice joins the din of Colt and Luke arguing about what music to play in the car, and that’s the last thing I register before falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.

* * *

I wake up slowly, blinking at the darkness as I try to figure out where I am and what woke me.

I roll over, squinting at the sliver of light as it grows in the doorway.

“Yeah, okay,” Caleb is saying.

Someone responds, too quietly for me to hear. I think it’s Colt.

Then there’s more light, as the door opens wider.

I sit up in bed. “Hey.”

Caleb grins lazily at me, leaning against the doorframe. “Hey.”

“What time is it?”

He steps into the room, shutting the door behind him. “Late.”

After a few seconds of rustling, the mattress dips. My arm reaches out, searching until I encounter warm skin. “We’re here?”

“Uh-huh.” His hand lands on my hip, tugging me closer into his body. “Sorry I woke you up.”

“Are you?” I whisper.

Caleb rolls over me, supporting his weight with both elbows. My eyes have adjusted to the lack of light, so I can see his lips curve upward. I feel his chest rumble with a laugh. “Not really.”

His lips land just above my collarbone, brushing a light kiss against the sensitive skin. My breathing becomes rapid and my heartbeats quicken. No matter how many times Caleb touches me, I always react like it’s the first time.

It’s a sensation I can’t become accustomed to.

Caleb’s mouth moves higher, up the side of my neck and along my jaw. All I can hear in the dark room is our breathing and the quiet rustle of the sheets.

I moan when his lips finally land on mine, the blankets slipping off the bed as I wind my legs around his waist. I don’t even notice the loss of warmth, just appreciate the new freedom of movement.

Caleb continues kissing me until my lips are swollen and my breathing is ragged. I can feel his erection growing against the inside of my thigh, teasing me with the promise of pleasure.

“Caleb…” I run my hands up his shoulders and into his hair, pulling gently at the strands as I wriggle impatiently. The persistent, heavy throb between my legs is impossible to ignore.

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