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“What are you talking about? I left because my first time with you, Daisy, wasn’t going to be in a musty farm house after I’d just had a breakdown. You deserve more than that.” I shake my head. I can’t believe she thought that’s why I stopped things. “You sounded sexy as fuck. It took everything I had to pull away. You’re not just some girl, you’re Daisy. My Daisy.” My heart is pounding in my ears. I just overshared, didn’t I?
Saved by the Spanish Omelette. The waiter puts our breakfast down and I ask him to add another order to go for Chris. My face is hot and I can’t look at her. The fork I have just picked up is shaking. I feel her hand rest on mine, stilling it. Her eyes are imploring me to look at her. I can feel them on my skin. Daisy is one of the most expressive people I know. Her eyes and face can tell you everything she is thinking without a word or hand sign.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath before raising my head to meet her gaze. My breath is stolen from what I see in her eyes.
Chapter 12
Daisy
I’m a mixed bag of emotions. Callie has just told me that I am “her Daisy.” She also said I sounded “sexy as fuck” when I moaned. That’s the first time anyone has ever said it and I believe her. The look in her eyes tells me everything I need to know. Now it’s my turn. I need to be brave.
She has no idea how crazy I am for her. Even with all the years that have passed between us, my heart runs right back to her. We have a lot of catching up to do. Her life has been anything but ordinary and I know that will have changed her, but I know that no matter what, I will always want her.
“And you’re my Callie.” Her eyes widen at my statement. “You were right to stop us. I didn’t like it at the time. I thought my voice disturbed you.” She goes to speak, so I hold my hand up to stop her. “What we did the other night was something I’ve wanted since we were teens. I never thought it would happen, though.”
“Really?” I have to chuckle because her eyes are so wide.
“Yes, really. Look, we are in a really fucked up situation right now. We haven’t seen each other in a decade and it would be too easy for me to go all in with you. But I can’t. Not yet. We have to finish this and bring you home. Then I want us to try, if that’s what you want, too?” There I’ve put it all out on the line. I’ve had time to think, really think, since Callie walked out of that bedroom.
Being with her would be a dream come true, but my logical and reasonable brain has kicked in. Starting a relationship under these conditions would be an error. It’s not real life. Okay, for Callie this had been her life for years, but it won’t be forever. I have a life and a job to go back to. Callie will need to rebuild herself and find her home wherever that might be.
Jumping into bed with her would be fantastic, I’m sure, but I can’t do that without the feelings that come along with sex. I have done that for every other liaison I’ve had, but it wouldn’t be that way with Callie. The most important thing right now is that she is back in my life.
“Okay, so what do you want to do now? I’ll be honest, now I know you feel the same as me, I’m struggling not to bend you over this table and have my way with you!” Her admission makes me blush and I hope no one near us can understand sign language.
“Callie!” I admonish. She laughs, then grows serious.
“Daisy, I meant what I said earlier. I was joking about the table, kind of. You are special and I want it to be done right.”
I’m not sure what “it” means. “So let me clarify. Is it sex or more you want?” I have to get straight to the point.
“So much more, Daisy. If we get together, it’s for real. But I get what you’re saying, too. We are in a god-awful mess right now and we need to focus on that,” she answers.
“Okay, but now I can openly ogle your bum, yeah?” I smirk. Honestly, I ogle her perfect arse every chance I get. She barks out a laugh. My smile broadens because watching Callie laugh is the best.
“Ogle away.” She winks at me and I thank all the deities that I’m sitting down because holy hell, that wink slays me. “Can I just hold your hand for a minute?” The vulnerability on her face knocks me back. I slide my hand on to the tabletop and wait for her to take it. She caresses my hand with her own. We sit for several minutes just looking at each other, our Spanish Omelettes forgotten. Our moment is obliterated by a very panicked looking Chris who runs into the restaurant flushed.
“We have to go now!”
I look at Callie. My surprise mirrors hers.
“What’s wrong?” Callie asks, dragging Chris into the chair next to her.
“There was a guy snooping around your door. At first I thought he might have just got the wrong room, but I watched him try to pick the lock.”
“Fuck, did he get in?” Callie’s eyes are scanning the restaurant furiously.
“No, the housekeeper came round the corner with her trolley before he could crack the lock. He scarpered, but I doubt he went far.”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Callie’s face is pinched.
My breathing is rapid. I’ve never been in danger before, not really. My line of work has some risks associated with it, but nothing like this. Callie has her head in her hands.
“Callie?” I need to know that she’s okay. If anyone can get us out of here, it’s her.
Chris looks at me. He needs reassurance but I can’t give it to him. I have to get back to the room. I can’t leave my laptop.
“Okay, kids, this is what we’re going to do.” There’s the Callie I know. She looks confident and sure. Now I can start to relax a little. “Chris, how are you at starting fires?”
