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“Who?” one girl asks the blond who announced my arrival. “Sophie said she couldn’t come tonight.”
Caleb glances over, sees me, and freezes.
Then, a broad smile spreads across his face. Every second of the dark, three-hour drive here from Landry is suddenly worth it. He stands and strides over to me.
I’m expecting a hello, or for him to ask what I’m doing here.
Instead he kisses me, pulling me tight to his body and wrapping his arms around my waist. I melt into him, not hating the fact he’s greeting me so enthusiastically in front of his friends and teammates. And especially the other girls here.
“Hey,” I whisper, when we break apart for air.
“Hi.” He grins, but the humor leaves his face as he studies mine. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, everything’s fine. I just wanted to see you.”
Caleb’s smile returns. “You left after the night feeding?”
“Uh-huh. Mike’s going to take care of things in the morning.”
Gramps’s friend seemed thrilled by the prospect when I called from a gas station an hour ago, especially when I told him I was going to visit Caleb.
“I’ll have to head back tomorrow afternoon.”
Caleb’s smile dims a little when I reveal just how brief a visit this will be. He recovers quickly, though, turning so he’s no longer blocking the rest of the room.
Everyone’s staring at us, ignoring the game on the screen.
“Guys, this is my girlfriend Lennon. Lennon, you’ve met Garrett and Jamie. That’s Drew.” Caleb nods to the blond guy who let me in the house. “And Elliot.” He nods to the other guy on the bean bag.
“Nice to meet you all,” I say.
He doesn’t introduce the girls, and I wonder—hope—that means he doesn’t know their names.
“See you guys tomorrow,” Caleb says, then pulls me from the room and toward the stairs.
“Maybe I wanted to watch the end of the baseball game,” I tease.
Caleb laughs. The warm, husky sound of it warms me from the inside out. “We can watch it in my room if you’re really that invested.”
Once we’re upstairs, he leads me down the hall and into his bedroom. I glance around. I’ve seen glimpses of it on video calls, but never in person. It’s more tastefully decorated than the one in his parents’ house in Landry. The walls here are white rather than red. His comforter is navy, rather than lime green.
Textbooks and more baseball equipment litter the room, but aside from that, there isn’t much in the way of decoration. There are a few baseball posters up on the walls. There’s a framed photograph on his desk, and it’s one of us. I smile when I see it.
“Do you want anything to eat? Drink?” Caleb walks over to a mini fridge tucked in the corner.
I shake my head as I let my bag drop to the floor and kick off my shoes. “No, thanks. I’m good.”
He pulls a sports drink out for himself. I watch his throat contract as he drinks some of the red liquid.
“Want to watch something?” He misreads my eye roll. “It doesn’t have to be baseball, Len.”
I walk over to him, not stopping until I can feel the heat radiating from his skin. “I don’t want to watch anything, Caleb.”
“Oh.” Understanding dawns as he studies my face. “You could have just said this is a booty call.”
I tug at his T-shirt. “This is a booty call.”
Caleb yanks the cotton material off in one smooth motion and then walks forward, forcing me backward. I giggle as he pulls my shirt off impatiently, leaving me in just a bra and jeans. “Don’t think I don’t want to, because Ireallydo, but are you sure that you want to?” he asks as we tumble down onto his bed.
