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“Castle…”
“Callie—”
“I love you.”
She blurts it out, and instantly, her eyes go wide.
“Castle, I—”
“I love you, too.”
It’s like getting kissed by an avalanche, or a cannon ball. She slams her mouth to mine so hard we both taste blood, moaning into my lips as she kisses me hard. And damned if I don’t kiss her right back just as hard, wrapping her in my arms with my hands gripping her ass, feeling her ride me, up and down, harder and faster.
The world around us recedes to nothing, until it’s just her and I, our lips locked and our bodies writhing together as we go crashing over the edge.
She screams into my mouth as she comes, and when I feel her pebbled nipples drag against my chest and feel her tight little as clamp down around my cock, it’s too much for me to take.
I drive up into her with one last thrust, holding her fiercely in my arms as I explode into her. I can feel her body spasming and squirming as she comes, and I’m right there with her, my hot cum spilling deep into her ass until we’re both tumbling into the sheets, spent.
38
CASTLE
“Fuck,man. You scared theshitout of me, you know that?”
I sigh into the phone. “Sorry. I really did mean to call you earlier, it’s just been an odd couple of weeks.”
“I mean,shit, Castle,” Jeremy whistles. “I hear all this chatter at work about a gangland war going down in New York—about this apartment belonging to one of the guys running the Reznikov Bratva getting shot to shit by a fifty-cal, a fire, gunshots in the streets of Manhattan. And then you go fucking AWOL on me?” He blows out an exasperated breath. “Like, what thefuck, man?”
I shake my head. “Trust me, it’s a very long story.”
“You’re good, though?”
“Yeah, man, we’re good.”
“Thank God,” he grunts. “And you’re keeping that new wife of yours safe?”
I nod. “Yeah, we’re set up somewhere secure.”
“Good, Castle. That’s good.”
“Listen, Jer, I wanted to ask…” I frown. “You don’t keep up with Megan at all, do you?”
He sighs heavily and goes silent for a minute. I know he doesn’t like to talk much about all of that. But I did promise Loraine I’d ask him.
“Nah, man,” he says quietly. “Can’t say I do. Why, what’s up?”
“I’m not sure. I was talking with Loraine the other day, and she mentioned…nah, forget it.”
“No, what is it?”
“She said Megan was suddenly posting weird shit on social media after not posting at all for a few years.”
“Huh,” he grunts. “What sort of weird stuff?”
My teeth grind. “Pics of dead soldiers, Old Testament Bible verses. That kind of stuff. I think Loraine is worried about her.” I exhale. “I am, too, to be honest.”
“Woah…yeah, shit,” he mutters. “That’s not good. I don’t think I’ve got her number or anything…”
